كانَ مُحَيّاكَ لَهُ بَهجَةٌ

حَتّى إِذا جاءَكَ ماحي الجَمال

Your greeting brought such joy,

Until fading beauty came your way -

أَصبَحتَ كَالشَمعَةِ لَمّا خَبا

مِنها الضِياءُ اِسوَدَّ فيها الذُبال

Like a candle when its light grows dim,

Its brightness darkened into gloom.