1. My head turned white after once being black,
Old age called on my youth until it faded.
١. اِبيَضَّ مِنّي الرَأسُ بَعدَ سَوادِهِ
وَدعا المَشيبُ شَبيبَتي لِنَفادِ
2. My people, whom I belong to, were harvested,
That was sign enough my harvest was ready.
٢. وَاِستُحصِدَ القَومُ الَّذي أَنا مِنهُمُ
وَكَفى بِذاكَ عَلامَةً لِحَصادي