قَدalready يَسَّرواthey prepared لِدَفينٍfor one to be buried حانَcame due مَصرَعُهُhis death
قَد يَسَّروا لِدَفينٍ حانَ مَصرَعُهُ
بَيتاًa house مِنَof الخُشبِwood لَمnot يُرفَعbe raised وَلاnor رَحُباwas spacious
بَيتاً مِنَ الخُشبِ لَم يُرفَع وَلا رَحُبا
They have prepared for one to be buried, whose hour of death has come,
a house of wood, neither raised high nor spacious.
ياO هَؤُلاءِyou there اِترُكوهُleave him وَالثَرىand the soil فَلَهُfor he has
يا هَؤُلاءِ اِترُكوهُ وَالثَرى فَلَهُ
أُنسٌcomfort بِهِin it وَهوَand it is أَولىthe most fitting صاحِبٍcompanion صُحِباwas befriended
أُنسٌ بِهِ وَهوَ أَولى صاحِبٍ صُحِبا
O you there, leave him with the soil, for he has
comfort in it, and it is the most fitting companion one could have.
وَإِنَّماand only الجِسمُthe body تُربٌdust خَيرُthe best حالَتِهِits state
وَإِنَّما الجِسمُ تُربٌ خَيرُ حالَتِهِ
سُقياwatering الغَمائِمِthe clouds فَاِستَسقواso ask for rain لَهُfor it السُحُباthe clouds
سُقيا الغَمائِمِ فَاِستَسقوا لَهُ السُحُبا
And the body is only dust; its best state is
to be watered by clouds, so ask the clouds to rain upon it.
صارَbecame البَهيجُthe cheerful one مِنَamong الأَقوامِthe people خَطَّa line سَفاwindblown dust
صارَ البَهيجُ مِنَ الأَقوامِ خَطَّ سَفا
وَقَدand perhaps يُراعُhe is alarmed إِذاif ماan emphatic particle وَجهُهُhis face شَحُباgrew pale
وَقَد يُراعُ إِذا ما وَجهُهُ شَحُبا
The cheerful one among people has become a line of windblown dust,
yet he could be alarmed if his face grew pale.
سِيّانِalike مَنone who لَمdid not يَضِقgrow constrained ذَرعاًin endurance بُعَيدَshortly after رَدىًdeath
سِيّانِ مَن لَم يَضِق ذَرعاً بُعَيدَ رَدىً
وَذارِعٌand one measuring فيin مَغانيdwelling places فِتيَةٍyoung men سُحُباclouds
وَذارِعٌ في مَغاني فِتيَةٍ سُحُبا
Alike are one who feels no distress shortly after death
and one measuring clouds in the dwellings of young men.
فَاِفرِقso fear مِنَof الضَحِكِlaughter وَاِحذَرand beware أَنthat تُحالِفهُyou ally yourself with it
فَاِفرِق مِنَ الضَحِكِ وَاِحذَر أَن تُحالِفهُ
أَماdo you not تَرىsee الغَيمَthe cloud لَمّاwhen اِستُضحِكَwas made to laugh اِنتُحِباsobbed
أَما تَرى الغَيمَ لَمّا اِستُضحِكَ اِنتُحِبا
So fear laughter, and beware of making it your ally.
Do you not see how the cloud, when made to laugh, breaks into sobs?
Sol 6.1