لقد صرعتني خلفةُ الدَّهرِ صَرعةً

تَيَقَّنتُ أَنَّي لستُ منها بمنتعش

Time's vicissitudes have struck me down with a blow

Of which I'm sure I'll never recover, never know health again.

وأنذرني عِقدُ الثمانينَ بالبلَى

فها هي أعضائي من الضَّعفِ ترتعش

My eight decades warn me my strength is near gone,

And my limbs now tremble and shake in their weakness.

وقد علمَت ذاتُ الوِشاحَينِ أَنَّني

سَئِمتُ تكاليفَ الحياةِ ومن يَعش

My life itself knows full well that I

Am tired of life's demands, tired of living on.