نَزَعْتُ عَنِ الصِّبَا وَعَصَيْتُ نَفْسِي
وَدَافَعْتُ الْغَوَايَةَ بِالتَّأَسِّي
I cast off youth and disobeyed my soul
And warded off temptation with piety
وَقُلْتُ لِصَبْوَتِي وَالْعَيْنُ غَرْقَى
بِأَدْمُعِهَا رُوَيْدَكِ لا تَمَسِّي
And said to my playfulness, while my eyes overflowed
With tears, "Calm yourself, do not touch me!"
فَقَدْ وَلَّى الصِّبَا إِلَّا قَلِيلاً
أُنَازِعُ سُؤْرَهُ بِفُضُولِ كَأْسِي
For youth has gone, leaving but little
That I argue against its sorrows with my cup's excess
وَمَنْ يَكُ جَاوَزَ الْعِشْرِينَ تَتْرَى
وَأَرْدَفَهَا بِأَرْبَعَةٍ وَخَمْسِ
And whoever has passed twenty, you will find
Followed by four more and five
فَقَدْ سَفَرَتْ لِعَيْنَيْهِ اللَّيَالِي
وَبَانَ لَهُ الْهُدَى مِنْ بَعْدِ لَبْسِ
For nights have sailed away from his eyes
And guidance was revealed to him after confusion
نَظَرْتُ إِلَى الْمِرَاةِ فَكَشَّفَتْ لِي
قِنَاعَاً لاحَ فِيهِ قَتِيرُ رَأْسِي
I looked in the mirror and it uncovered for me
A mask in which appeared my hoary head
وَكُنْتُ وَكَانَ فَيْنَاناً أَثيثاً
أُنَازِعُ شِرَّتِي وَأَذُودُ بَأْسِي
And I was, though well-appointed and lively
Wrestling with my own evil and warding off harm
فَعُدْتُ وَقَدْ ذَوَى مِنْ بَعْدِ لِينٍ
أُدَارِي صَبْوَتِي وَأُسِرُّ يَأْسِي
So I returned after softness had faded
Evading my playfulness and concealing my despair
فَمَا أَمْسِي كَيَومِي حِينَ أَغْدُو
عَلَى كِبَرٍ وَمَا يَوْمِي كَأَمْسِي
Thus I do not spend my evening as I did my morning
Due to old age, nor is my day like my evening
وَمَا الأَيَّامُ إِلَّا صائِبَاتٌ
تَمُرُّ بِكُلِّ سَابِغَةٍ وَتُرْسِ
And days are but raiders
Passing by, each fully armed and helmeted
أَبَادَتْ قَبْلَنَا إِرَمَاً وَعَاداً
وَطَارَتْ بَيْنَ ذُبْيَانٍ وَعَبْسِ
They destroyed 'Aram and 'Ad before us
And flew between Thubian and 'Abs
وَأَلْوَتْ بِالْمُضَلَّلِ وَاسْتَمَالَتْ
عِمَادَ الشَّنْفَرَى وَهَوَتْ بِقُسِّ
And destroyed the misguided and seduced
The pillar of Shanfara and toppled with spears
فَلا جمشِيدُ دَافَعَ إِذْ أَتَتْهُ
بِحَادِثِها وَلا رَبُّ الدِّرَفْسِ
So neither Jamshid when they came to him
With their events, nor the Lord of Dirfis could resist
عَلَى هَذَا يَسِيرُ النَّاسُ طُرَّاً
وَيَبْقَى اللَّهُ خَالِقُ كُلِّ نَفْسِ
On this the people travel blindly
While Allah remains creator of every soul