1. Do not let the spring of youth deceive you
With its splendor and blooming flowers

2. With cheeks blushing like the rain clouds
That pour down showers

3. And horses racing as if they met
At the drinking den with flowing wine

4. If not for them, I wouldn't have reveled when
I struggled and headed towards my grave

5. Zainab mocked me when she saw
My back bending from old age

6. After her, I relied on days
That come and nights that flow

7. As if I were a prowling hunter
And man after his prime wanders

8. Do not mock me Zainab, for there is
No wonder or jest in that

9. Have you not seen Luqman, destroyed
By the years and months he lived

10. And the eagle, whenever its days are done
Returns to being an eagle once more

11. However long it takes, what is bent
Returns erect to the palace

12. For I have milked fate halfway
And learned what comes from destiny