أَلَم تَستَحيِ مِن وَجهِ المَشيبِ

أَلَم تَستَحيِ مِن وَجهِ المَشيبِ

وَقَد ناجاكَ بِالوَعظِ المُشيبِ

وَقَد ناجاكَ بِالوَعظِ المُشيبِ

Have you not felt shame before the face of gray hair,

Are you not ashamed before the face of old age,

when it has already whispered to you counsel that turns hair gray?

When the old man counsels you?

أَراكَ تُعِدُّ لِلآمالِ ذُخراً

أَراكَ تُعِدُّ لِلآمالِ ذُخراً

فَما أَعدَدتُ لِلأَمَلِ القَريبِ

فَما أَعدَدتُ لِلأَمَلِ القَريبِ

I see you preparing a reserve for hopes;

I see you storing up hopes,

so what have I prepared for the hope close at hand?

Yet I have prepared nothing for the hope that is near.