مَنِ اِدَّعى الخَيرَ مِن قَومٍ فَهُم كُذُبٌ

لا خَيرَ في هَذِهِ الدُنيا وَلا خِيَرُ

Those who claim virtue from a people, they are lying

There is no good in this world, no goodness

وَسيرَةُ الدَهرِ ما تَنفَكُّ مُعجِبَةً

كَالبَحرِ تَغرَقُ في ضَحضاحِها السِيَرُ

And the way of fate does not cease to amaze

Like the sea, journeys drown in its murkiness

نَمتارُ مِن أُمِّنا الغَبراءِ حاجَتَنا

وَلِلبَسيطَةِ مِن أَجسادِنا مِيَرُ

We got our needs from our dusty mother

And for the simple, inheritance from our bodies

كَم غَيَّرَتنا بِأَمرٍ خُطَّ حادِثُهُ

وَرَبُّنا اللَهُ لَم تُلمِم بِهِ الغِيَرُ

How much it changed us with an event, sudden is its affair

And our Lord Allah, change did not touch Him