سَلامٌ عَلى أَهلِ القُبورِ الدَوارِسِ

سَلامٌ عَلى أَهلِ القُبورِ الدَوارِسِ

كَأَنَّهُمُ لَم يَجلِسوا في المَجالِسِ

كَأَنَّهُمُ لَم يَجلِسوا في المَجالِسِ

Peace upon the dwellers of the weatherworn graves,

Greetings to the dwellers of the whirling graves

As though they had never sat in gatherings,

As if they never sat in gatherings

وَلَم يَبلُغوا مِن بارِدِ الماءِ لَذَّةً

وَلَم يَبلُغوا مِن بارِدِ الماءِ لَذَّةً

وَلَم يَطعَموا ما بَينَ رَطبٍ وَيابِسِ

وَلَم يَطعَموا ما بَينَ رَطبٍ وَيابِسِ

Nor found delight in cool water,

And never tasted the pleasure of cool water

Nor eaten anything, moist or dry,

Nor eaten what is between fresh and dry

وَلَم يَكُ مِهُم في الحَياةِ مُنافِسٌ

وَلَم يَكُ مِهُم في الحَياةِ مُنافِسٌ

طَويلُ المُنى فيها كَثيرُ الوَساوِسِ

طَويلُ المُنى فيها كَثيرُ الوَساوِسِ

Nor had any among them been a rival in life,

And they had no rival in life

With far-reaching hopes in it and many misgivings.

With prolonged wishes and abundant worries

لَقَد صِرتُمُ في غايَةِ المَوتِ وَالبِلى

لَقَد صِرتُمُ في غايَةِ المَوتِ وَالبِلى

وَأَنتُم بِها ما بَينَ راجٍ وَآيِسِ

وَأَنتُم بِها ما بَينَ راجٍ وَآيِسِ

You have indeed come to the utmost of death and decay,

You have reached the utmost death and decay

And within it, some of you hope and some despair.

While among it, between hopeful and desperate

فَلَو عَلِمَ العِلمَ المُنافِسُ في الَّذي

فَلَو عَلِمَ العِلمَ المُنافِسُ في الَّذي

تَرَكتُم مِنَ الدُنيا لَهُ لَم يُنافَسِ

تَرَكتُم مِنَ الدُنيا لَهُ لَم يُنافَسِ

If the one vying truly knew the truth about what

If the competitive learned what you left

You left him of this world, he would not compete.

Of this world for him, he would not have competed