1. Years pass and time brings them back,
By your life, the nights have nothing new,

2. This crescent illuminated for Adam,
How can the new crescent say so?

3. We count on it the near past,
And it counts on us the distant future,

4. On its surface, the talk of villages,
And the days of ‘Aad and the life of Thamud,

5. And Taybah populated with kings,
And Taybah deserted with ruins.

6. With some of its years, Mount Safa passes away
And with some of its years, iron perishes.

7. And of wonders, as it is the new of nights,
It destroys nights in what it destroys.

8. They say: O year, you have returned to me,
So I wonder what you will bring back?

9. You were for me yesterday what I did not want,
Will you be for me today what I do not want?

10. Whoever endured time, my endurance suffices him,
Labeed complained in thirty, complaints,

11. I got thirsty, and the like of me is more deserving,
As if I am Husain and my time is Yazid.

12. I turned away until I accompanied the ignorant,
And associated with them until I became envied.