1. قالوا أَلا تَستَجِدُّ بَيتاً

    تَعجَبُ مِن حُسنِهِ البُيوت

    They said, “Will you not build yourself a new house

    whose beauty would astonish all other houses?”

  2. فَقُلتُ ما ذَلِكُم صَوابٌ

    حَفشٌ كَثيرٌ لِمَن يَموت

    I said, “That is no sound judgment:

    even a hovel is too much for one who must die.

  3. لَولا شِتاءٌ وَلَفحُ قَيظٍ

    وَخَوفُ لِصٍّ وَحِفظُ قَوت

    Were it not for winter and the scorching blast of summer,

    fear of thieves, the need to store provisions,

  4. وَنِسوَةٌ يَبتَغينَ سِتراً

    بَنَيتُ بُنيانَ عَنكَبوت

    and women seeking shelter,

    I would build no more than a spider’s house.

  5. وَأَيُّ مَعنى لِحُسنِ مَغنى

    لَيسَ لِأَربابِهِ ثُبوت

    What meaning is there in a dwelling’s beauty

    when its owners cannot remain?

  6. ما أَوعَظَ القَبرَ لَو قَبِلنا

    مَوعِظَةَ الناطِقِ الصَموت

    How eloquent an admonisher the grave would be, if only we heeded

    the sermon of that silent speaker!

  7. يوحي إِلى مُمتَطي الحَشايا

    مالَكَ مِن مَضجَعي عَميت

    It whispers to the one reclining upon soft cushions:

    “What ails you—are you blind to my bed?

  8. نَسيتَ يَومي وَطولَ نَومي

    وَسَوفَ تُنسى كَما نَسيت

    You have forgotten my day and the length of my sleep,

    but you will be forgotten, just as you forgot.

  9. وَشِدتَ يا هادِمي قُصوراً

    نَعِمتَ فيهِنَّ كَيفَ شَيت

    You have raised palaces, O you who will break me open,

    and lived luxuriously in them however you pleased,

  10. مُعتَنِقاً لِلحِسانِ فيها

    مُستَنشِقاً مِسكَها الفَتيت

    embracing beautiful women there

    and breathing in their powdered musk,

  11. تَسحَبُ ذَيلَ الصَبا وَتَلهو

    بِآنِساتٍ يَقُلنَ هيت

    trailing the train of youth and making merry

    with charming women who say, ‘Come!’

  12. فَاِذكُر مِهادي إِلى التَنادي

    وَاِمهَد لَهُ قَبلَ أَن يَفوت

    Remember my resting place until the Great Summons,

    and prepare for it before the chance is lost.

  13. فَعَن قَريبٍ تَكونُ طُعمي

    سَخِطتَ يا صاحِ أَم رَضيت

    For soon you will become my food,

    whether you resent it, my friend, or accept it.”