أَما تَرى الدَهرَ لا تَفنى عَجائِبُهُ

أَما تَرى الدَهرَ لا تَفنى عَجائِبُهُ

وَالدَهرُ يَمزُجُ مَعسوراً بِمَيسورِ

وَالدَهرُ يَمزُجُ مَعسوراً بِمَيسورِ

Do you not see that time's wonders never end?

Do you not see, time's wonders never end,

And time mingles hardship with ease.

And time mingles sorrow with happiness.

وَلَيسَ لِلهَمِّ إِلّا شُربُ صافِيَةٍ

وَلَيسَ لِلهَمِّ إِلّا شُربُ صافِيَةٍ

كَأَنَّها دَمعَةٌ مِن عَينِ مَهجورِ

كَأَنَّها دَمعَةٌ مِن عَينِ مَهجورِ

And there is no remedy for sorrow but drinking clear wine,

There is no remedy for grief but a cup

As though it were a tear from the eye of one forsaken.

Of pure wine, as if shed from the eyes of one abandoned.