وَالمَرءُ يَفرَحُ بِالأَيّام يَقطَعها
وَكُلّ يَومٍ مَضى يَدنو مِن الأَجلِ
One takes joy in days as they pass
Each day gone draws near to the end
وَالمَرءُ يَفرَحُ بِالأَيّام يَقطَعها
وَكُلّ يَومٍ مَضى يَدنو مِن الأَجلِ
One takes joy in days as they pass
Each day gone draws near to the end