1. كُلٌّ تَسيرُ بِهِ الحَياةُ وَما لَهُ

    عِلمٌ عَلى أَيِّ المَنازِلِ يَقدُمُ

    Life carries everyone along, yet none has

    knowledge of which abode he will reach.

  2. وَمِنَ العَجائِبِ أَنَّنا بِجَهالَةٍ

    نَبني وَكُلُّ بِناءِ قَومٍ يُهدَمُ

    And among the wonders is that we, in ignorance,

    build, though every structure a people raises is torn down.

  3. وَالمَرءُ يَسخَطُ ثُمَّ يَرضى بِالَّذي

    يُقضى وَيوجِدُهُ الزَمانُ وَيُعدِمُ

    And a man is resentful, then content with what

    is decreed; time brings him into being and annihilates him.

  4. وَيَلَذُّ أَطعِمَةَ البَقاءِ وَخَيرُها

    كَالسُمِّ يُخلَطُ بِالحِمامِ وَيُؤدَمُ

    And he savors life's foods, though the best of them

    is like poison, mixed with death and seasoned with it.

  5. وَالدَهرُ يَقدُمُ عَن تَرادُفِ أَعصُرٍ

    فَيَغيبُ أَعصُرُ في الخُطوبِ وَيَقدُمُ

    And time grows old through the succession of ages;

    so ages vanish amid calamities, and it grows older.

  6. ذَكَرَ القَريضُ رَبيعَةَ بنِ مُكَدَّمٍ

    وَليُنسِيَنَّ رَبيعَةٌ وَمُكَدَّمُ

    Poetry has commemorated Rabīʿa ibn Mukaddam,

    yet Rabīʿa and Mukaddam will surely be forgotten.

  7. وَنَرومُ دُنيانا وَما كَلِفٌ بِها

    إِلّا الفَنيقُ وَيَظَلُّ وَهوَ مُسَدَّمُ

    And we pursue our world, but none is enamored of it

    except the pampered male camel, who remains barred from mating.

  8. هُوِيَت وَقَد خَدَمَت وَلَم تَرَ خِدمَةً

    وَتَعَرَّضَت لَكَ إِذ أُهينَت تَخدُمُ

    The world has been loved, though it has served and never been served;

    and it has offered itself to you when humiliated, still serving.

  9. وَأُضيعُ أَوقاتي بِغَيرِ نَدامَةٍ

    وَيَفوتُني الشَيءُ اليَسيرُ فَأَندَمُ

    And I squander my time without regret,

    yet a trifling thing escapes me, and I regret it.

  10. مَنَعَ الفَتى هَيناً فَجَرَّ عَظائِماً

    وَحَمى نُمَيرَ الماءِ فَاِنبَعَثَ الدَمُ

    A young man withheld a trifle, bringing on great calamities;

    and barred sweet water, so blood gushed forth.

  11. وَجَديدُ عيشَتِنا الشَبابُ فَإِن مَضى

    فَقَميصُنا خَلقُ اللِباسِ مُرَدَّمُ

    And the freshness of our life is youth; if it passes,

    then our shirt is a threadbare garment, patched over.

  12. وَالجِسمُ ظَرفُ نَوائِبٍ وَكَأَنَّهُ

    ظَرفٌ يُؤَخِّرُ تارَةً وَيُقَدِّمُ

    And the body is a vessel for calamities, as though it were

    an adverbial, sometimes placed later and sometimes earlier.