1. ضَحِكَ الزَّمَانُ إِلَيَّ عَنْ إعْتَابِ

    وَاَعَارَنِي سَمْعاً لبَثِّ عِتَابِ

    Time smiled upon me, making amends,

    And lent me an ear to pour out reproach.

  2. رَمَدٌ بِعَيْنِي صَرْفُهُ عَنْ لَحْظَتِي

    إِذْ كَانَ بِي فِي شِرَّتِي وشَبَابِي

    Its turning away from my gaze is a soreness in my eye,

    When it beset me in my ardor and youth.

  3. سَابِقْ بِلَذَّتِكَ الشَّبَابَ فَإِنَّنِي

    أصْبَحْتُ فِيهِ مُجَرِّراً أَثْوَابِي

    Outrace youth with your pleasure, for I

    Have come to drag my robes through it.

  4. وَعلِمْتُ أَنَّ الدَّهْرَ حَرْبُ شَبِيبَتِي

    فَخَلَسْتُ فِي غَفَلاتِهِ آرَابِي

    And I learned that Time is my youth's enemy,

    So I stole what I desired in its heedless moments.