1. No matter how our bodies flourish and thrive
The springs of our soul have withered and died
١. مَهما نَمَت منا الجُسُومُ وأَخصَبَت
جَفَّت مَنابِتُ رُوحِنا وتَلاشَتِ
2. And when the soul leaves, bid it adieu
How strange is a soul that lives by its death anew
٢. واذا أَمَتنا النَفسَ نُحيِها فوا
عجباً لنفسٍ بالإِماتةِ عاشتِ