بَلِّغهُ وقيتَ طارِقَ الأَحداثِ

بَلِّغهُ وقيتَ طارِقَ الأَحداثِ

أَن مُتُّ صَبابَةً وَما مِن راثِ

أَن مُتُّ صَبابَةً وَما مِن راثِ

Tell him—may you be spared the onslaught of calamities—

Tell him—may you be spared the night visitor of calamities—

that I died of longing, with no one to mourn me.

That I died of passionate longing, with no one to mourn me.

إِن ضَمَّنيَ التُربُ وَلَم يَشفِ جَوىً

إِن ضَمَّنيَ التُربُ وَلَم يَشفِ جَوىً

فالوَيلُ إِذَن لِساكِنِ الأَجداثِ

فالوَيلُ إِذَن لِساكِنِ الأَجداثِ

If the earth enfolds me and does not heal my heartache,

If the dust enfolds me yet does not heal my burning anguish,

then woe indeed to the dweller among the graves.

Then woe to the dweller in the graves!