فَإِنّي وَإِيّاكُم وَمَوعِدَ بَينِنا

كَيَومِ لَبيدٍ يَومَ فارَقَ أَربَدا

For I and you and the tryst between us

Is like the day of Labid, the day he left Arbad

وَأَخبَرَهُ أَنَّ السَبيلَ ثَنِيَّةٌ

صَعودٌ تُنادي كُلَّ كَهلٍ وَأَمرَدا

And told him the path ahead had a twist,

An ascent that calls every feeble and vigorous elder,

صَعودُ فَمَن تُلمِع بِهِ اليَومَ يَأتِها

وَمَن لا تَلَهّى بِالضَحاءِ فَأَورَدا

An ascent - he who today it makes shine will attain,

And he who isn’t diverted by daybreak, loses out