بصرت به باكيا ساهيا

يقصّص لحيته بالجلم

I saw him weeping absentmindedly,

Tugging at his beard with sadness,

فأحزنني ذاك من فعله

وقلت صراحا ولم أحتشم

This sight of him made me grieve,

So I spoke frankly, not mincing words:

إلى كم تقصّصُها عامدا

نبات اللحى كزوال النعم

"How long will you keep cutting it intentionally?

Facial hair is fleeting, like favors from fortune."