أَأُمَيمَ إِنَّ أَخاكِ غَضَّ جِماحَهُ

بَيضٌ طَرَدنَ عَنِ الذَوائِبِ سودا

O Umayma, your brother has folded his wings

A white one who drove away the black misfortunes

عُقَبُ الجَديدِ إِذا مَرَرنَ عَلى الفَتى

مَرَّ الفَوادِحِ لَم يَدَعنَ جَديدا

The heels of the new one, when they pass by the youth

Passed the calamities, left no new thing

قَد كانَ قَبلَكِ لِلحِسانِ طَريدَةً

فَاليَومَ راحَ عَنِ الحِسانِ طَريدا

He used to be, before you, a prey for virtues

And today he went far from virtues

حَوَّلنَ عَنُه نَواظِراً مُزوَرَّةً

نَظَرَ القِلى وَلَوَينَ عَنهُ خُدودا

They turned away from him observing faces

The twist-eyed looked and turned away blushing cheeks from him

نَشَدَ التَصابي بَعدَ ما ضاعَ الصِبا

غَرَضاً لَعَمرُكِ يا أُمَيمَ بَعيدا

He missed his youth after his youth was lost

An aim, by your life O Umayma, far away