1. شَيخٌ كَبِيرٌ قَد تَخَدَّدَ لَحمُهُ

    أَفنى ثَلاثَ عَمائِمٍ أَلوَانا

    A very old man, whose flesh has grown furrowed,

    Has worn out three turbans of differing hues:

  2. سَوداءَ داجِيَةٍ وَسَحقَ مُفوَّفٍ

    وَدُروسَ مُخلَقَةٍ تَلُوحُ هِجَانا

    One deep black, and one threadbare and striped,

    And tattered remnants, gleaming pure white.

  3. ثُمَّ المَنِيَّةُ بَعدَ ذلكَ كُلِّهِ

    وَكَأَنَّما يُعنى بِذاكَ سِوانا

    Then comes death, after all of that—

    Yet it is as though someone other than us were meant by it.