وبيت خلا من كل خير فناؤه

وبيت خلا من كل خير فناؤه

وضاق علينا وهو رحب المساكن

وضاق علينا وهو رحب المساكن

And a house whose courtyard was empty of all good

A home devoid of all goodness, its end,

hemmed us in, though its rooms were spacious.

Though spacious, has grown constricted for us.

كأنا مع الجدران في جنباته

كأنا مع الجدران في جنباته

دمى في انقطاع الرزق لا في المحاسن

دمى في انقطاع الرزق لا في المحاسن

As though we, alongside the walls in its recesses,

It seems that those walls, in their corners,

were statues in lacking sustenance, not in beauty.

Are shedding my blood, not adorning my virtues.