لَعِبَ الزَمانُ بِحُسنِ وَجهِ مُحَمَّدٍ
لَعِبَ الصَبا بِالرَبعِ حَتّى أَقفَرا
Time has played havoc with the beauty of Muhammad’s face,
as the east wind played with the campsite until it lay desolate.
قَد كانَ مَعروفَ الجَمالِ فَلَم يَزَل
يَنتابُهُ الحَدَثانُ حَتّى أَنكَرا
He had once been famed for beauty; yet ceaselessly
the twin vicissitudes of time visited him, till he grew unrecognizable.
عَهدي بِهِ مُتَكَفِّرٌ مُتَعَصفِرٌ
ثُمَّ اِغتَدى مُتَصَندِلاً مُتَزَعفِرا
I remember him camphor-anointed and safflower-dyed;
then he appeared sandalwood-scented and saffron-stained.
وَكَأَنَّما صِدغاهُ في وَجَناتِهِ
جُعلانِ يَنتابانِ سَلحاً أَصفَرا
As though his two temple-locks, against his cheeks,
were two dung beetles returning again and again to yellow dung.
Sol 5.6