1. I have grown old and my bones creak and crack
I am kept from my bed by painful joints

2. Blinded, I can no longer see the morning sun
That mocks me between the birth houses

3. Most often I abandon my family and home
And stay away as though we are estranged

4. I used to please them and flutter about
Like a bird singing amid the dew

5. The days will not last long as I desire
And the perpetual dark nights will come

6. They took away As'haq the generous steed
And death hunted down the one in Baghdad