دَمعٌ عَلى ما يَفوتُ مُنسَكِبٌ

ما الكَأسُ مِن هِمَّتي وَلا الجامُ

Tears flow for what is missed, pouring down,

Neither the cup nor the goblet can contain my worries,

نَحنُ ذِئابٌ ضَرّاؤُنا مَدَدٌ

لا أُسدٌ وَالثِيابُ آجامُ

We are wolves, our company extends,

Not lions, and clothes fully covering,

وَالناسُ شَتّى جَرى بِهِم قَدَرٌ

إِذا طَغى لَم يَعُقهُ إِلجامُ

People vary, fate has flowed through them,

When flood tide rises, dam cannot contain it,

وَعالَمي في سَفاهَةٍ وَخَنىً

عالِمُهُ بِالظُنونِ رَجّامُ

My world is in folly and betrayal,

Its scholar is with suspicions, conjecturing,

قَد كَتَبَ اللَهُ لِلرَدى صُحُفاً

وَبانَ نَقطٌ لَها وَإِعجامُ

God has written scrolls for demise,

Spots for them appeared, and dots,

فَيا سَحابَ المَنونِ سِلتِ بِنا

هَل لَكِ أُخرى الزَمانِ إِنجامُ

So, O clouds of death, unload on us,

Is there any other resolution of time for you?

تَواصَلَت مِنكِ بَينَنا دِيَمٌ

وَزيدَ فيها سَحٌّ وَإِثجامُ

Interaction from you between us is continual,

And in it increased downpour and concentration.

كَم أَسوَدٍ مِن أَمامِهِ حُجُبٌ

عَلَيهِ ضَيفُ الأَذاةِ هَجّامُ

How many blackened faced ones have veils before them,

On them the invasive guest aggressive and critical,

وَأَحجَمَ القِرنُ عَن فَوارِسِهِ

وَما لِرَيبِ المَنونِ إِحجامُ

And the century recoiled from its knights,

And death's doubt has no restraint,

تِلكَ بِلادُ النَباتِ ما سُقِيَت

وَالغَيمُ فَوقَ الرِمالِ سَجّامُ

Those are the lands of vegetation not watered,

And the cloud over the sands pouring.