أيَدْعُونَنِي شَيْخاً وَقَدْ عِشْتُ حِقْبَةً

وَهن مِنَ الأزوَاجِ نَحْوِي نَوَازِعُ

They call me an old man when I have lived for ages

yet they are women who goad me as if I'm a young groom

وَمَا شَابَ رَأْسِي مِنْ سِنِينَ تَتَابَعَتْ

عَلَيَّ وَلَكِنْ شَيَّبَتْهُ الوَقَائِعُ

My hair has not turned white with passing years

but events have turned it white