1. في كلِّ يومٍ لنا يا دهرُ معركةٌ

    هامُ الحوادثِ في أرجائِها فِلَقُ

    Each day, O Time, we have a battle;

    The heads of calamities lie in pieces within its bounds.

  2. حظّي من العيشِ أكلٌ كلُّه غَصَصٌ

    مزُّ المَذاقِ وشُربٌ كلُّه شَرَقُ

    My lot in life is food that brings nothing but choking,

    Acrid to taste, and drink that brings nothing but choking.

  3. ما للزمانِ يُجاري في تمهّلهِ

    بَذَّ العيونَ فلم تعلَق بهِ الحدَقُ

    What ails Time, racing on even at its leisurely pace?

    It outstripped the eyes, so their pupils could not fix on it.