قلبي يخادعه الأمل
ومنيّتي تحت الأجل
My heart is deceived by hope
And my wish is under doom
ومضى الشباب ولم أفز
فيه بمحمود العمل
And youth has passed and I did not succeed
In it with praiseworthy work
وجررت ذيل شبيبتي
وحملت مكروره العذل
And I dragged the tail of my youth
And carried its twisted rope
ووسمت فيه بالهجو
م على القبيح ولم أبل
And I branded in it with satire
The ugly and did not reach maturity
يا طيب أيام الصبا
والراس أسود ما نصل
O good days of youth
And the black head we did not join
ووقفت بين مقالهم
ولى وأدبر بل بطل
And I stood between their sayings
It turned away and left without a hero