ذهَبُ الشَبابُ وَصِرتُ كَالخَلَقِ الَّذي

إِلّا تُعاجِلُهُ المَنِيَّةُ يَهمَدُ

Youth has departed and I became like one

Whom nothing awakens till death comes to him.

حَتّى التَحَفتُ مِنَ المَشيبِ مُلاءَة

عُقباكَ مِن شَعرِ الشَبابِ الأَسوَدِ

Till I was adorned by white hair instead

Of black hair, the adornment of youth.