أَبقى الحَوادِثُ وَالأَيامُ مِن نَمِرٍ

أَسبادَ سَيفٍ قَديمٍ إِثرُهُ بادِ

The vicissitudes of fate and time

Are like an old sword with traces remaining.

تَظَلُّ تَحفِرُ عَنهُ إِن ضَربتَ بِهِ

بُعدَ الذِراعَينِ وَالساقَينِ وَالهادي

If you were to strike with it, it would keep digging

Beyond the reach of both arms and legs.