1. كَبِرتَ فَأَصبَحتَ لِلراشِدينَ

    كَبُرتٍ يُعَدُّ لِهَديٍ دَليلا

    You have grown old, and to the right-minded you have become

    Like a skilled pathfinder, regarded as a guide to the way.

  2. كَبُرتَ فَما زالَ هَذا الزَمانُ

    كَبَرتٍ يَجُذُّ قَليلاً قَليلا

    You have grown great, and this age has not ceased

    To hew away like an axe, little by little.

  3. وَسَيفُ المَنِيَّةِ أَمضى السُيوفِ

    وَما سَمِعتُ مِنهُ أُذنٌ صَليلا

    And death’s sword is the sharpest of swords,

    Yet no ear has heard a clang from it.