1. A scene marched in drums and horns
A sermon preached and sang on the road
١. مَشْهَدٌ سُيِّرَ فِي طَبْلٍ وَبُوقِ
عِظَةٌ جُنَّت فَغَنَّت فِي الطَّرِيقِ
2. The sermon of death, though I'm not used to it
Marching the bier flamboyantly in the street
٢. عِظَةُ المَوْتِ وَمَا عَهْدِي بِهَا
أَنْ تَزُفَّ النَّعشَ فِي تَدْلِيلِ سُوقِ
3. No, I'm not used to it wooing
With bells of brass and gilt ornaments
٣. لاَ وَلاَ عَهْدِي بِهَا خَاطِبَة
عَنْ ثُغُورٍ مِنْ نُحَاسٍ وَحُلُوقِ
4. Alas, those yellow pieces
Whose sound senses wounds and burns
٤. وَيْحَ تِلْكَ الْقِطَعِ الصَّفرَاءِ فِي
صَوْتِهَا حِسُّ جِرَاحٍ وَحُرُوقِ
5. I wonder who taught it to mix
The stench, wailing, and howling
٥. مَنْ تُرَى عَلَّمَهَا مَا مَزَجَتْ
مِنْ وَجِيفٍ وَعَوِيلٍ وَنَعِيقِ
6. It cast grief and overtook
Every hearing and dried every saliva
٦. أَلْقَتِ الْفَجْعَةَ فَاسْتَولَتْ عَلَى
كُلِّ سَمْعٍ وَأَجَفَّت كُلَّ رِيقِ
7. That's the complaint of a forlorn heart
The ringing, wounded passions
٧. تَلْكَ شَكْوىَ عَنْ فُؤَادٍ ثَاكِلٍ
صَاخِبِ الآلاَمِ رَنَّانِ الخَفُوقِ
8. Oh father, crying for his son, seeking
To awaken numb sensations
٨. يَا أَباً يَبْكِي ابْنَهُ مُلْتَمِساً
ذَلِكَ التَّنبِيهَ لِلْحِسِّ الصَّعيقِ
9. Your excuse is clear, no matter how you are tempted
By the solid enemy and the smooth slander
٩. وَاضِحٌ عُذْرُكَ مَهْمَا تَفْتَنِنْ
لِلعَدُوّ الصُّلبِ وَالخِدْنِ الرَّفِيقِ
10. Oh, the fire of love is what
Erupts volcanoes from a gentle heart
١٠. آهِ مِنْ نَارِ الْجَوَى فَهْيَ الَّتِي
تَفْجُرُ البُرْكَانَ مِنْ قَلْبِ رَقِيقِ
11. Oh, the cracking of passion is what
Sends sorrows flooding like a bursting dam
١١. آهِ مِنْ صَدْعِ النَّوَى فَهْوَ الَّذِي
يُرْسِلُ الأَحْزَانَ كَالسَّيْلِ الدَّفُوقِ
12. If you keep melting our livers like this
Our children, then estrangement is the cruelest betrayal
١٢. إِنْ تُذِيبُوا هَكَذَا أَكْبَادَنَا
يَا بَنِينَا فَالرَّدَى أَقْسَى الْعُقُوقِ