وسائلةٍand a woman asking حاليmy condition وقدْand already وَدَّعhas bid farewell الصِّبَاyouth
وسائلةٍ حالي وقدْ وَدَّع الصِّبَا
ولاحَتْand have appeared نُجومُstars الشَّيْبof gray hair فيin الرَّأسِthe head تُزْهِرُshine
ولاحَتْ نُجومُ الشَّيْب في الرَّأسِ تُزْهِرُ
And a woman asks how I fare, now that youth has bid farewell,
My current state as youth has bid farewell,
and the stars of gray hair have appeared, shining on my head.
And stars of gray upon my head now bloom,
وماand what حالُthe condition مَنof one who يَغْدُوgoes forth in the morning ومِنand from فَوْقِabove رأْسِهِhis head
وما حالُ مَن يَغْدُو ومِن فَوْقِ رأْسِهِ
مَدىthroughout عُمْرِهhis life لازالتhave never ceased البِيضُthe white blades تُشْهَرُbeing unsheathed
مَدى عُمْرِه لازالت البِيضُ تُشْهَرُ
And how fares one who goes forth each morning, while above his head,
And such is he who wakes with overhead
throughout his life, white blades are ceaselessly unsheathed?
The white of age throughout his life's expanse.