قد جاءَ بطرُسُ مِن عَواصِم أرمَنٍ

قد جاءَ بطرُسُ مِن عَواصِم أرمَنٍ

فأتاهُ في السَّفَرِ القَضاءُ الجاري

فأتاهُ في السَّفَرِ القَضاءُ الجاري

Peter had come from the capitals of the Armenians.

Peter came from the cities of Armenia,

Then fate, running its course, overtook him on his journey.

Fate befell him in travel the fate that flows,

وثَوَى ضريحاً للمُؤرِّخِ فوقَهُ

وثَوَى ضريحاً للمُؤرِّخِ فوقَهُ

طالَ البكاءُ على غريبِ الدَّارِ

طالَ البكاءُ على غريبِ الدَّارِ

And he lay entombed, with the chronicler’s words above him:

And became over him a tomb for the historian -

Long was the weeping over the stranger far from home.

Long has the weeping been for the far lodger.