أَحسَنتَ ظَنَّكَ بِالأَيّامِ إِذ حَسُنَت

وَلَم تَخَف سوءَ ما يَأتي بِهِ القَدَرُ

You thought well of the days when they went well,

And did not fear the evil that destiny might bring.

وَسالَمَتكَ اللَيالي فَاِغتَرَرتَ بِها

وَعِندَ صَفوِ اللَيالي يَحدُثُ الكَدَرُ

The peace of the nights deceived you,

And in the serenity of the nights sorrow arises.