تَذَكَّرتُI remembered مَنthose who بَينيbetween me وَمَنand those who بَينَbetween أَدَمٍAdam
تَذَكَّرتُ مَن بَيني وَمَن بَينَ أَدَمٍ
فَلَمso did not أَلقَI find مِنهُمamong them لاneither أَباًa father ليof mine وَلاnor أُمّاa mother
فَلَم أَلقَ مِنهُم لا أَباً لي وَلا أُمّا
I remembered those between me and Adam,
but found among them neither a father of mine nor a mother.
نَعَتannounced the death of نَفسِيَmy soul الدُنياthe world إِلَيَّto me بِشَيبَةِthrough a gray hair
نَعَت نَفسِيَ الدُنيا إِلَيَّ بِشَيبَةِ
لَقَدindeed أَسرَجَتit lit a lamp ياO عَينُeye فيin لَيلَةٍa night ظَلماdark
لَقَد أَسرَجَت يا عَينُ في لَيلَةٍ ظَلما
The world announced my death to me through a gray hair;
indeed, O eye, it lit a lamp in a dark night.
وَلَمand did not أَرَI see كَالدُنياlike the world عَدُوّاًan enemy مُحَبَّباًbeloved
وَلَم أَرَ كَالدُنيا عَدُوّاً مُحَبَّباً
وَناصِحَةًand a counselor وَإِنَّهاand indeed it is الأُذُنُthe ear الصَمّاdeaf
وَناصِحَةً وَإِنَّها الأُذُنُ الصَمّا
I have never seen a beloved enemy like the world,
and a counselor, though it is a deaf ear.
لَقَدindeed قَطَعَتit severed أَصليmy root وَفَرعيand my branch فَلاso neither أَناI
لَقَد قَطَعَت أَصلي وَفَرعي فَلا أَنا
وَلاnor وَلَداًa child أَبقَتit spared وَلاnor الخالَthe maternal uncle وَالعَمّاand the paternal uncle
وَلا وَلَداً أَبقَت وَلا الخالَ وَالعَمّا
Indeed, it has severed my root and my branch: neither me
nor a child has it spared, nor maternal uncle nor paternal uncle.
مُحارِبَةًwaging war تَلقىit meets بِوَجهِwith the face of مُسالِمٍone at peace
مُحارِبَةً تَلقى بِوَجهِ مُسالِمٍ
وَمِنand among خُدُعاتِthe ruses of الحَربِwar إِنif تَلبَسَit wears السَلماpeace
وَمِن خُدُعاتِ الحَربِ إِن تَلبَسَ السَلما
Waging war, it meets you with the face of one at peace,
and if it wears peace, that is one of war's ruses.
وَبَدَّلَنيand it gave me in exchange مِنin place of غِرَّةِheedlessness الغَمرِthe inexperienced man عِزَّةًdignity
وَبَدَّلَني مِن غِرَّةِ الغَمرِ عِزَّةً
وَلَولاand were it not for اِبتِسامُthe smile of البيضِthe white ones لَمdid not تَعرِفِyou recognize الدَهماthe black ones
وَلَولا اِبتِسامُ البيضِ لَم تَعرِفِ الدَهما
And it gave me dignity in place of a novice's heedlessness;
and without the white ones' smile, you would not recognize the black ones.
لَقَدindeed نِلتُI took مِنfrom دَهريmy time الَّذيthat which نالَit took مِثلَهُits like
لَقَد نِلتُ مِن دَهري الَّذي نالَ مِثلَهُ
فَيَقتُلُنيso it kills me جَهلاًin ignorance وَأَقتُلُهُand I kill it عِلماwith knowledge
فَيَقتُلُني جَهلاً وَأَقتُلُهُ عِلما
Indeed, I have taken from my time the like of what it has taken from me;
so it kills me in ignorance, and I kill it with knowledge.