1. Do you not see, time's wonders never end,
And time mingles sorrow with happiness.
١. أَما تَرى الدَهرَ لا تَفنى عَجائِبُهُ
وَالدَهرُ يَمزُجُ مَعسوراً بِمَيسورِ
2. There is no remedy for grief but a cup
Of pure wine, as if shed from the eyes of one abandoned.
٢. وَلَيسَ لِلهَمِّ إِلّا شُربُ صافِيَةٍ
كَأَنَّها دَمعَةٌ مِن عَينِ مَهجورِ