يموت بن المزرع

مهلهل شفني صغرك

Your childhood delights me

من شاب قد مات وهو حي

He who grows grey has died whilst still alive,

مهلهل قد حلبت شطور دهري

I have endured the turns of fate for long,

مهلهل أحشائي عليك تقطعوا

My insides yearn for you, torn asunder,

تؤرقني بعد العشاء هموم

After dinner worries torment me