قَدِindeed اِستَوىhave become equal الناسُthe people وَماتَand died الكَمالperfection
قَدِ اِستَوى الناسُ وَماتَ الكَمال
وَنادَتِand cried out الأَيّامُthe days أَينَwhere الرِجالthe men
وَنادَتِ الأَيّامُ أَينَ الرِجال
Now all people are alike, and perfection has died.
And the days cried out: Where are the men?
هَذاthis أَبوfather of القاسِمِal-Qasim فيin نَعشِهِhis bier
هَذا أَبو القاسِمِ في نَعشِهِ
قومواrise اِنظُرواlook كَيفَhow تَسيرُmove الجِبالthe mountains
قوموا اِنظُروا كَيفَ تَسيرُ الجِبال
Here is Abu al-Qasim upon his bier.
Rise; look how the mountains move!
ياO ناصِرَdefender المُلكِthe realm بِئارائِهِthrough his counsels
يا ناصِرَ المُلكِ بِئارائِهِ
بَعدَكَafter you لِلمُلكِfor the realm لَيالٍnights طِوالlong
بَعدَكَ لِلمُلكِ لَيالٍ طِوال
O defender of the realm through his counsel,
After you, long nights await the realm.
Sol 6.1