1. O soil, why do you persist
After this will you be an arid desolate land?

2. You are watered every day with tears
And fed on these bodies

3. You have made people your provisions in life
And the land has announced depletion

4. So seek the nebulae afterwards as a meadow
And take provision from the stars

5. I do not call you mere soil but
With the remains of salt and dried wood

6. With the cheeks of the beautiful, with bright eyes
With those hearts and livers

7. Hawwa did not give birth to us but to suffer
If only she had abstained from having children

8. She handed us over to the vicissitudes of time
Then did not instruct it to guard affection

9. O sea, how many souls in your depths
Perished since ancient times

10. You conspired with the soil against us
And shared the annihilation of servants

11. Tell us, do not lie to us
What does decay do to the steed?

12. How did he become in the evening and morning?
That generous, plentiful gray one

13. May God have mercy on him, an outstanding utterance
Sweeter than foiling the schemes of enemies

14. May God have mercy on him, a devout glance
And a right hand that pours copious tears

15. May God have mercy on him, valorous and loyal
He filled eyes in every assembly

16. May God inspire in you beautiful patience
For all who speak with the letter 'dhaad'

17. We spent the night in the garb of bliss and you
Spent it in robes of sorrow and lament

18. You inhabited eternal mansions
While we inhabited the house of mourning over you