1. Suddenly.. without preamble
Death stole her soul in the evening

2. The fingers of betrayal were sharpened
With power, awe, and cunning

3. And the stifled sobs of covert death
Squeezed the thirsty chest to stop its breathing

4. She did not find a sibling near to complain
Of the cruelty of her taking and airway blockage

5. She did not find one to return the word "farewell"
Or bequeath, for today is the day of parting

6. Perhaps she moved her hand to take
Whatever hand returns the decree of fate

7. If only she had said goodbye or cried or seen
The face of a son among the six children

8. How she wished!! And oh disappointment of wishes
The moment of loss is the lump in a stranger's throat

9. Alone she faced it silently and patiently
She surrendered her soul for a cheap price

10. The soul overflowed between weakness and suppression
And her star in the heights fell

11. The alienation of family, the place, the night
The haste of taking, O heaviness of the affliction

12. How did she sleep alone? How did she scream?
And it's impossible - her sisters - to hear the call

13. I wish I had covered her with my tears
But the winds of longing offer no healing

14. I wish I had!! But it's impossible
For the arrow of death has no intercessors

15. She left us suddenly and confused
Its embers in the souls are the fire of embrace

16. Oh sister! My kindred in letter
And life, and blessing, and my affliction

17. The men sprinkled you with easy tears
Cheapening in you the peak of pride

18. Is it the cold of October or the heat of my chest?
Or the children's crying and the relatives' weeping?

19. And the greening of the olive trees is darkened when
Death plays a tune for bereavement

20. Whenever longing for your presence moves me
Tears quench the ardour of the meeting

21. O flowers scattered over a grave
Forget her in loneliness and aloofness

22. O winds passing by the grave bring me
Her fleeting specter in the night

23. O dust that holds memories of beauty
Equal to purity in the hand of the lovely lady

24. You lived for purity and struggle briefly
Like a tattoo on the forehead of the sky

25. Chastity of the soul, gentleness of nature, patience
Shyness, duty, oceans of generosity

26. You will remain in time a conversation
Whose repetition does not bore the sitters

27. And on the bank of the heart roses
That drink from its tenderness and blood

28. And from the soul you are a pulse and a soul
Wherever I went you fluttered in exuberance

29. With you gone I'm not like the dead
Except I'm no longer like the living

30. For you from us - as long as life lingers - a memory
And a prayer that includes the sincerity of supplication

31. And from God, mercy and gardens
And silk and satin of the saints

32. You will find in my Lord's presence bounty
To make you forget past misery

33. She - O Lord - is a guest and her dwelling
Is Paradise; a gift of the generous