لكل شيء حسن آفة
وآفة المرد نبات اللحى
Every beautiful thing has a blight,
Every good thing has a detriment
And the blight of beardless youths is the sprouting of beards.
And the detriment of a young man is the growth of his beard
يا غصنا لما اكتسى نضرة
وابتسم النور عليه ذوى
O branch that, when it clothed itself in fresh beauty,
O branch, when you donned radiance
And blossoms smiled upon it, withered!
And the light smiled upon it, its people rejoiced
أحلك الشعر محل القلى
وفل من جفنيك سيف الفنا
Hair has lodged you in the abode of loathing,
Shaving the beard took the place of uprooting it
And blunted the sword of death in your eyelids.
So spare me from the sword of annihilation
كسوف أقمار الدجا شنعة
فكيف إن حل بشمس الضحا
An eclipse of the moons of night is hideous;
The eclipse of the moonlit nights is hideous
What, then, if it befalls the midmorning sun?
So how will it be if it afflicts the sun of daybreak
من سودت لحيته خدّه
مات وإن لم يكن رهن الثرى
Whoever’s beard has blackened his cheek
He whose cheek is blackened by his beard
Has died, even if he is not a captive of the earth.
Is dead though not under the earth
Sol 6.1