تعالَ نَنْدُبْ مع وُرْقِ الغَضا

تعالَ نَنْدُبْ مع وُرْقِ الغَضا

على عهودٍ كَرَبَتْ أنْ تَبيدْ

على عهودٍ كَرَبَتْ أنْ تَبيدْ

Come, let us lament with the gray doves of the ghada trees

Come let us lament with the verdure

For times on the verge of passing away;

Of times that were hard and are past;

وقلِّصِ الذيلَ وشمِّرهُ عَن

وقلِّصِ الذيلَ وشمِّرهُ عَن

خَلْفٍ من الخلقِ حَكاهم لَبيدْ

خَلْفٍ من الخلقِ حَكاهم لَبيدْ

And draw up your hem and lift it clear of

Draw in thy long skirts and walk kindly,

An unworthy generation of people whom Labīd described.

Good folk have need of it fast.