ولي شبابي والآمال مقبلةٌ

ولي شبابي والآمال مقبلةٌ

فالشيب قد راع والإمهال قد راعى

فالشيب قد راع والإمهال قد راعى

My youth has departed while hopes draw near.

My youth has departed, though hopes still remain,

For gray hair has alarmed me, while respite has shown me kindness.

Grey hairs now abound, procrastination's misplaced.

وما انجلى ليل همى في مدى هممي

وما انجلى ليل همى في مدى هممي

ببارق الشيب لما عاد لماعا

ببارق الشيب لما عاد لماعا

And the night of my sorrow was not dispelled within the reach of my ambitions

The night of my troubles stays pitch dark still,

by the lightning-flash of gray hair when it grew dazzling.

Though lightning grey strands now frequent my mane.