وَقَفتُ عَلى الدَّارِ الخَلاءِ كَأَنَّني

وَقَفتُ عَلى الدَّارِ الخَلاءِ كَأَنَّني

وَقَفتُ عَلى قَلبٍ مِن الصَّبرِ بَلقَعِ

وَقَفتُ عَلى قَلبٍ مِن الصَّبرِ بَلقَعِ

I stood before the deserted dwelling, as though I

I stood at the deserted home as if

stood before a heart barren of patience.

I stood on a heart cooled from endurance

رميتُ جمارَ الدَّمع في مَوقِفِ النَّوى

رميتُ جمارَ الدَّمع في مَوقِفِ النَّوى

وَقَد طفتُ أَسباعاً برسمٍ وَأَربُعِ

وَقَد طفتُ أَسباعاً برسمٍ وَأَربُعِ

I cast the pebbles of tears at the station of parting,

I cast the embers of tears on the site of passion

And I had made sevenfold circuits around a ruined site and abodes.

After circling for some time and kneeling for a while