لا يُبعِدُ اللَهُ رَبُّ العِبادِ

لا يُبعِدُ اللَهُ رَبُّ العِبادِ

وَالمِلحِ ما وَلَدت خالِدَه

وَالمِلحِ ما وَلَدت خالِدَه

May God, Lord of mankind, never cast away

God, Lord of all people

—and of salt—those whom Khalidah bore.

Does not keep distant salt's kindred.

وَهُم يُطعِمونَ صُدورَ الكُماةِ

وَهُم يُطعِمونَ صُدورَ الكُماةِ

وَالخَيلُ تَطرُدُ أَو طارِدَه

وَالخَيلُ تَطرُدُ أَو طارِدَه

And they feed the breasts of armored warriors,

They feed crows' maws

While the horses drive back or give chase.

As horses bolt or give chase.

فَإِن يَكُنِ المَوتُ أَفناهُمُ

فَإِن يَكُنِ المَوتُ أَفناهُمُ

فَلِلمَوتِ ما تَلِدُ الوالِدَه

فَلِلمَوتِ ما تَلِدُ الوالِدَه

So if death should have destroyed them,

If death be their end,

Then whatever a mother bears belongs to death.

Then death claims what birth once did.