صَحِبتُ الحَياةَ فَطالَ العَناءُ

وَلا خَيرَ في العَيشِ مُستَصحَبا

I endured life, so suffering grew long

No good in living with a companion

وَقَد كُنتُ فيما مَضى جامِحاً

وَمَن راضَهُ دَهرُهُ أَصحَبا

Formerly I was impetuous and violent

He whom fate satisfies finds company

مَتى ما شَحَبتَ لِوَجهِ المَليكِ

كُسيتَ جَمالاً بِأَن تَشحَبا

Whenever you turn pale for the sovereign's face

You are clothed in beauty by turning pale

حَبا الشَيخُ لا طامِعاً في النُهوضِ

نَقيضَ الصَبِيِّ إِذا ما حَبا

The old man loves not hoping for revival

Unlike the boy when he begins to love

وَلَم يَحُبُّني أَحَدٌ نِعمَةً

وَلَكِن مَولى المَوالي حَبا

And no one loved me as a blessing

But the Lord of lords has loved

نَصَحتُكَ فَاِعمَل لَهُ دائِماً

وَإِن جاءَ مَوتٌ فَقُل مَرحَبا

I advised you, so act for Him always

And if death comes, say welcome