طَرَقَ الخَيالُ المُعتَري

وَهناً وِسادَ العاشِقِ

The imagination of the lover struck

And weakness overcame the lover

طَيفٌ أَلَمَّ فَشاقَني

لِلخَودِ أُمِّ مُساحِقِ

An apparition pained me and cracked me

For the cheek of the mother of the crushed

تَفتَرُّ عَن عَذبٍ وَذي

أُشرٍ لِقَلبِكَ شائِقِ

It flows with sweetness and harm

To your eager heart

كَالأُقحُوانِ مَراتُهُ

وَمَذاقُهُ لِلذائِقِ

Its strikes are like mint

And its taste to the taster

صَهباءُ صِرفٌ قَرقَفٌ

شيبَت بِنُطفَةِ بارِقِ

Gray hair, pure silver

Whitened with a flash of lightning

باتَت تُصَفِّقُهُ الصَبا

بِقَرارِ بَينَ شَواهِقِ

The morning blew upon it

Among the towering buildings

الآنَ بُصِّرتُ الهُدى

وَعَلا المَشيبُ مَفارِقي

Now my vision sees guidance

And my gray hair rises above me

وَتَرَكتُ أَمرَ غَوايَتي

وَسَلَكتُ قَصدَ طَرائِقي

And I left the matter of my temptation

And took to the path of my ways

وَلَقَد رَضيتُ بِعَيشِنا

إِذ نَحنُ بَينَ عَواتِقِ

And I was pleased with our life

As we are between shoulders

وَرِكابُنا تَهوي بِنا

بَينَ الدُروبِ وَدائِقِ

And our mounts take us down

Between the roads and passes

وَلَقَد عَلِمتُ بِأَنَّني

مَيتٌ لِقُدرَةِ خالِقِ

And I knew that I

Am dead to the power of the Creator