وَلَّى الشّبابُ وَجاءَ الشّيبُ يَتبَعُهُ

يَسري مُجدّاً بِلا ساقٍ وَلا قدمِ

Youth has passed and old age has come following it

Proceeding gloriously without leg or foot

في عارِضَيَّ سَرى شَيبي وَلا عَجبٌ

فَقَد سَرى الصّبحُ في داجٍ مِنَ الظُّلَمِ

On my temples strode my grey hair, and no wonder!

For the dawn has strode in the darkness of night