أرى سلمى بلا ذنب جفتنيوكانت أمسٍ من بعضي ومنيكأني ما لثمـت لهـا شفاهـاًكأني ما وصلت ولم تصلنـيكأنـي لـم أداعبهـا لعوبـاًولم تهف إلـيّ وتستزدنـيكأن الليل لم يرض ويروأحاديث الهوى عنها وعنـيكأني أرى سلمى بلا ذنب جفتنيوكانت أمسٍ من بعضي ومنيكأني ما لثمـت لهـا شفاهـاًكأني ما وصلت ولم تصلنـيكأنـي لـم أداعبهـا لعوبـاًولم تهف إلـيّ وتستزدنـيكأن الليل لم يرض ويروأحاديث الهوى عنها وعنـي
I see that Salma has forsaken me for no fault of my ownand just yesterday she was a part of myselfِAs if I had never pecked her on the lipsAs if I had never called on her nor she meAs if I had never teased her playfullyAnd she had never hurried to me and asked me for moreAs if the Night had never smugly told talesof passion about her and meIt's as if I see that Salma has forsaken me for no fault of my ownand just yesterday she was a part of myselfِAs if I had never pecked her on the lipsAs if I had never called on her nor she meAs if I had never teased her playfullyAnd she had never hurried to me and asked me for moreAs if the Night had never smugly told talesof infatuation about her and me