وقائلةٍand a woman saying أراكI see you علىin التَصابيacting youthful
وقائلةٍ أراك على التَصابي
وغُصنand the branch العُمرof life دبَّcrept بهthrough it الذُبولُwithering
وغُصن العُمر دبَّ به الذُبولُ
A woman said: “I see you bent on youthful ardor,
And a woman said, “I see you playing at youth,
though withering has crept through life’s bough.
while withering has crept into the branch of life.
وهذاand this الشَيبُgray hair أنجمُهits stars أنارتhave shone
وهذا الشَيبُ أنجمُه أنارت
وطالَعهاand their rising لصاحبهاfor their bearer أُفولa setting
وطالَعها لصاحبها أُفول
And here is gray hair—its stars have kindled,
And this gray hair—its stars have shone,
yet for their bearer, their rising is a setting.”
and their rising is a setting for their bearer.”
فقلتُso I said لهاto her ودمعُwhile the tears العَينof the eye منّيfrom me
فقلتُ لها ودمعُ العَين منّي
علىupon تلكthose النُجومstars لهfor it مَسيلa course of flow
على تلك النُجوم له مَسيل
I answered her, while tears from my eyes
So I said to her, while tears from my eyes
streamed down over those stars:
flowed over those stars:
أصيلُlate afternoon العمرof life أتركهI leave it ضياعاًto waste
أصيلُ العمر أتركه ضياعاً
إذsince الأُوقاتtimes أَطيَبُهاtheir sweetest الأَصيلlate afternoon
إذ الأُوقات أَطيَبُها الأَصيل
“Should I let life’s late afternoon go to waste,
“Shall I let life's late afternoon go to waste,
when, of all times, late afternoon is sweetest?”
when late afternoon is the sweetest of times?”
Sol 6.1