لِدهركَ منك أيامٌ طِوالُ
وحالٌ تَقتضيها منكَ حالُ
For your fate, you have long days from it
And a state that another state requires from you
وطعنٌ في حوادثِهِ وضَربٌ
يُقصِّرُ عن حكايتِه المَقالُ
And blame for its incidents and a blow
Speech falls short of telling it
فقمْ لا قُمتَ واغضَبْ للمَعالي
فكمْ هذا التّلومُ والمِطالِ
So get up, you didn't get up and get angry for glory
How much is this blame and procrastination
لقد أغمدتَه حتى لَقالتْ
أصَدٌّ بالقوائِمِ أمْ دَلالُ
You have sheathed it until it was said
Is it more firm on the legs or a bucket?
إلى كمْ تهجُرُ البيضَ المَواضي
وليس لغيرِها خُلِقَ الوِصالُ
To how much do you estrange the white plains
And nothing but them has the nature of connection
ومَنْ كانَ الأغَرُّ أبا أبيهِ
وعَزمتُهُ المقاديرُ العِجالُ
And whoever was the most cuckolded father of his father
And its resolves the sudden destinies
أطاعتْ صدر ذابلهِ المَنايا
وصلّتْ نحوَ قِبلتِهِ الرِّجالُ
The chest of its fading obeyed the passings
And headed towards his prayers the men
تقول لأفْعَلَنّ بِها عظيماً
وليس يصَدِّقُ القوْلَ الفَعالُ
It says I will do great things to it
And the saying does not believe the deed
لكَ الويلاتُ أوْرِدْهُنّ شُعثاً
يُضيقُ بهنّ في السعد المَحالُ
For you are misfortunes, make him enter them disheveled
In happiness, the place is too narrow for them
فما الإنسانُ إلاّ مَنْ تدانَتْ
وخفّتْ عندَه السّبْعُ الثِّقالُ
Man is nothing but the one whose sins piled up
And the seven heavy things became light for him
إذا سالمتَه سالمتَ قَرماً
لفكرتِهِ وهمّتِهِ قِتالُ
If you greet him, you greet a mangy old man
Whose thoughts and determination are fighting
تظلّمُ منهُ أكناف المَذاكي
وتشكوهُ المُهنّدةُ الصِّقالُ
The sides of the taverns complain about him
And the well-hammered sword complains about him
برِمتُ من الحياة وأيُّ عيشٍ
يلذُّ لمن مطاعمه الخَيالُ
I'm disgusted with life, and what a living
Is delicious for those whose food is imagination?
فلو أنّي أعُدُّ ذنوبَ دهري
لضاعَ القطرُ فيها والرِّمالُ
If I count the sins of my fate
The droplets and the sands in it would be lost
ولكنّي أقللُها بصبري
وعن يُمناي يكتمُها الشِّمالُ
But I reduce them with my patience
And the north hides them from my good fortune
ومغرورٍ يُحاولُ نيلَ عِرْضي
فقلتُ له الكواكبُ لا تُنالُ
And a deluded one who tries to attain my honor
So I told him: the planets cannot be attained
يُعاينُ في المكارمِ فيضَ كفّي
ويزعمُ أنّهُ ذَهَبَ النّوالُ
He sees the overflowing of my palm's generosity
And claims that the Obtainer is gone
ويَعجب إن حويتُ الفضلَ طفلاً
ألا لله ثم لي الكَمالُ
And he wonders if I contained virtue as a child
Verily, to God then to me belongs perfection
أُحمِّلُ ضَعفَ جسمي ثِقلَ نفسي
ونفسي ليس تحملُها الجِبالُ
I carry the weakness of my body the weight of my soul
And my soul cannot carry it, not even mountains
وأسمعُ كلَّ قولٍ غير قولي
فأعلمُ أنّهُ الخَطَلُ المُحالُ
And I hear every saying but my saying
So I know that it is the impossible nonsense