1. Their abodes have been erased by time
So your image is blurred and your dwellings demolished

2. My God, why do the gazelles wander freely
In your dwellings which are now barren and desolate

3. Your branches have withered and the soil that once
We trod lush and verdant, is now arid and desiccate

4. Did the abodes of the Malikis here
Become bleary-eyed, or are they vigilant guardians of your grave?