1. يَعِزُّ عَلَيَّ قَبرٌ بَعدَ مَهدٍ

    وَرَكضُ النَعشِ مِن قَبلِ الحِصانِ

    It pains me: a grave after a cradle,

    and the bier's racing before the horse,

  2. وَأَن أَخَذَ المُغَسَّلُ ما نَواهُ

    سَماحُكَ لِلطَبيبِ وَلِلخِتانِ

    and that the corpse-washer took what

    your generosity had intended for the physician and for circumcision.

  3. لَئِن قوسِمتَ في ثَمَراتِ نَفسٍ

    جَناها ذا الحِمامُ وَأَيُّ جانِ

    If indeed you have been made to share the fruits of a soul,

    which this Death reaped—and what a reaper!—

  4. فَكُلُّ الناسِ سارَ بِلا اِرتِيادٍ

    وَبَينَ يَدَيكَ رُوّادُ الجِنانِ

    then everyone journeys without scouting ahead,

    while before you are scouts of Paradise.