تَظَلُّ تَفرَحُ بِالأَيّامِ تَقطَعُها

تَظَلُّ تَفرَحُ بِالأَيّامِ تَقطَعُها

وَكُلُّ يَومٍ مَضى يُدني مِنَ الأَجَلِ

وَكُلُّ يَومٍ مَضى يُدني مِنَ الأَجَلِ

You keep rejoicing in the days you pass through,

Roses still smile when days pass by

And every day gone by brings you closer to your appointed end.

And every passing day brings death more nigh