1. يا مَن إذا نظر الزما

    ن إليه أَكثرَ عُجبَهُ

    O you at whom, whenever Time looks,

    its wonder only grows.

  2. رحَلَ المصيفُ فلا تَزَل

    أبداً تُوَدِّعُ رَكبَهُ

    Summer has departed; yet never cease,

    ever, to bid its caravan farewell.

  3. وبدا الخَريفُ فحيِّ خا

    لصةَ الزمانِ ولُبَّهُ

    Autumn has appeared—so greet the purest

    essence of time, its very heart.

  4. زمنٌ كَخَلقك ناضِرٌ

    إن كان خَلقُكَ يُشْبَهُ

    A season fresh and radiant as your form—

    if your form can indeed be likened to anything.

  5. رقَّ الهواءُ فما تَرَى

    نَفَساً يعالجُ كَربَهُ

    The air grew gentle, so you see no

    breath struggling with its anguish.

  6. وَصَفا وإن لاحَظتَ أب

    عَدَهُ ظننتُكَ قُربَهُ

    And it grew clear: if you gazed upon its farthest

    reaches, I would think you close to it.

  7. فلو استحالَ مُدامَةً

    ما كنتُ أحظُرُ شُربَهُ

    Were it to turn into wine,

    I would not forbid drinking it.

  8. فتهنَّهُ يا فَردَه

    وتملَّه يا قُطبَهُ

    So delight in it, O Time’s peerless one,

    and take your fill of it, O Time’s pole.