وَماand not زالَceased أَخذُtaking المَوتِof death أَهليmy family وَجيرَتيand my neighbors
وَما زالَ أَخذُ المَوتِ أَهلي وَجيرَتي
يُحَدِّثُtells عَنّيabout me إِنthat سَيَأتيit will come عَلىupon نَفسيmy soul
يُحَدِّثُ عَنّي إِن سَيَأتي عَلى نَفسي
Death's taking of my family and neighbors keeps
Death keeps taking my family and neighbors,
Foretelling my fate: it will come for my own soul.
Reminding me that I too will pass away.
فَقَدso indeed صِرتُI have become مَحمولاًborne عَلىtoward المَوتِdeath مُكرَهاًagainst my will
فَقَد صِرتُ مَحمولاً عَلى المَوتِ مُكرَهاً
وَإِنand though حُثَّتِwere hurried along الكاساتُthe cups طالَhas grown long لَهاfor them حَبسيmy captivity
وَإِن حُثَّتِ الكاساتُ طالَ لَها حَبسي
So I have come to be borne toward death against my will,
I have come to accept death though against my will,
And though the cups are hurried along, my captivity to them is long.
And though cups are passed my way, my time is brief.
Sol 6.1