ذَرني أَشَب هَمّي بِراحٍ فَإِنَّني

أَرى الدَهرَ فيهِ فَرجَةٌ وَمَضيقُ

Let me quench my worries with solace, for I see

In fate both relief and tribulation.

فَإِنَّ في المَجدِ هَمّاتي وَفي لُغَتي

عُلوِيَّةٌ وَلِساني غَيرُ لَحّانِ

For in glory lie my concerns, and in my tongue

Is elation, though my speech lacks sweetness.