إِلى كَم أُبيدُ البَيدَ في طَلَبِ الغِنى

وَأَقرَبُ رِزقي فَوقَ نَجمِ سُهَيلِ

How long shall I annihilate myself seeking wealth,

While my sustenance lies above Suhail star?

وَقَد وَخَطَ الشَيبُ الشَبابَ كَأَنَّهُ

أَوائِلُ صُبحٍ في أَواخِرِ لَيلِ

And gray hair has obscured my youth as if it were

The first light of dawn in the darkness of night.