1. Say to the people of the graves, how did you find
The bitter taste of decay and the heaviness of dust?

2. In houses whose roofs were of clay,
Death dwelled in their insides, my loved ones.

3. And decay came upon them, passing over them,
So they refused to respond pleasantly.

4. The worms ate from beautiful faces
That did not cease to be blooming and youthful.

5. Death scattered their gathering, so they called out
To dwellings reduced to ruins.

6. So to Him is praise, when He decreed upon us
The Sender down of rain from the clouds' undersides.