لَم يَبقَ إِلّا نَفَسٌ خافِتٍ

لَم يَبقَ إِلّا نَفَسٌ خافِتٍ

وَمُقلَةٌ إِنسانُها باهِتُ

وَمُقلَةٌ إِنسانُها باهِتُ

Nothing remains but a faint breath,

There remains but a faint breath

and an eye whose pupil is dim.

And a life whose flame is dim

بَلى وَما في جِسمِهِ مَفصِلٌ

بَلى وَما في جِسمِهِ مَفصِلٌ

إِلّا وَفيهِ سَقَمٌ ثابِتُ

إِلّا وَفيهِ سَقَمٌ ثابِتُ

Indeed, there is no joint in his body

Indeed, and not one joint in his body

but harbors a persistent sickness.

But in it is a persisting pain

فَدَمعُهُ يَجري وَأَحشاؤُهُ

فَدَمعُهُ يَجري وَأَحشاؤُهُ

توقَدُ إِلّا أَنَّهُ ساكِتُ

توقَدُ إِلّا أَنَّهُ ساكِتُ

So his tears flow, and his entrails

His tears flow and his bowels

are ablaze, yet he is silent.

Burn, though he makes no moan

عَدُوُّهُ يَبكي لَهُ رَحمَةً

عَدُوُّهُ يَبكي لَهُ رَحمَةً

وَحَسبُكُم مِن راحِمٍ شامَتُ

وَحَسبُكُم مِن راحِمٍ شامَتُ

His enemy weeps for him out of pity,

His foe weeps for him in pity

and a gloating foe's pity is enough for you.

Yet this pitier is glad of his pain