أَما تَرى لِمَّتي لاحَ المَشيبُ بِها

مِن بَعدِ اِسحَمِ داجٍ لَونُهُ رَجلِ

Don't you see how soon old age has shone in it

After youth of dark color has gone

أَعقَبتُهُ بَدَلاً مِنهُ وَفارَقَني

لِلَّهِ دَرُّ مَشيبِ الرَأسِ مِن بَدَلِ

Time has followed youth and parted from me

By God, the old age of the head is no substitute