I cried from parting the day I’m gone – Poet Al-Buhturi

I cried from parting the morning and passed away
With us, camels to parting
so the tears of the eyes did not sleep until
My soul is healed by separation from meeting
Tomorrow you will be walking along
With a longing that does not live on companions
I will go to Baghdad Sir
And if I had gone to Al-Buraq