وغاضبٍ غالَط عن شَيْبِهِ

كأنما دُلَّ على عَيْبِهِ

Angry and faulty, hiding his grey hair

As if he was exposed for his flaw

لو كان أَبْقاهُ على حالِه

ما أَلْجَأ الناس إلى رَيبْه

Had he let it be in its state

People wouldn’t suspect him

قد رامَ أَنْ يَخْفَى ومن خَلَفِه

أَدِلةٌ تُعْرِب عن غَيْبِه

He wanted to conceal it but behind him

Were signs exposing his secret

والشيبُ كالسيل إذا ما طما

لم تَدْرِ ما يمنع من شَييْبِه

Grey hair is like a torrential flood

Nothing can stop it from turning grey