1. مقابرٌ إنْ تزُرْها تلتقِ الموتىْ

    فيها كأنّهُمُ الأحياءُ لا أنتَ

    Cemeteries—if you visit them, you meet the dead;

    there, they seem to be the living, not you.

  2. لو أنّهُمْ دُفنوا في أقحَلِ الأرْضِ

    لاخْضَوْضَرَ يبْسُها وأَخرَجتْ نبْتا

    If they were buried in the most barren ground,

    its dry soil would turn green and it would bring forth plants.

  3. يا ليْتَ ما بيننا مِنْ مانع اللّحْدِ

    يزولُ حتّى تُقيمَ بينهُم وقْتا

    If only the grave’s barrier between us

    would vanish, so you could stay among them awhile.

  4. ولو فعَلْتَ لصارَ حُلمُك الأغْلىْ

    لو أنّكَ ابْتَعْتَ في جوارِهمْ بيْتا

    And if you did, your dearest dream would be

    to buy a house beside them.

  5. لكنّهم ها هُنا أئمّةٌ كانُوا

    ولمْ تزلْ ما عهِدتُ منذُ أنْ جِئتَ

    But here they were leaders,

    and you remain as I have known you since you came.

  6. وما سمِعتُ بمَجدٍ هادنَ الذلَّ

    ولا بِحُرِّيَّةٍ تُساكنُ الكبْتَ

    And I have not heard of glory making peace with humiliation,

    nor of freedom dwelling with repression.

  7. صالُوا وجالُوا فما صُلتَ ولا جُلْتَ

    سادُوا ونالُوا فما سُدتَ ولا نُلتَ

    They charged and ranged; you neither charged nor ranged.

    They led and achieved; you neither led nor achieved.

  8. بفعلِهمْ كتبَ اللهُ لهمْ خُلْدًا

    ما زادهُم أنْ ورِثْتَ مجدَهمْ صِيْتا

    Through their deeds, God decreed immortality for them;

    your inheriting their glory added nothing to their renown.

  9. وفي الدّيارِ قصورٌ ماتَ منْ فيها

    أمسَتْ بموتهمُ الحياةُ في الموْتَى

    And in the land stand palaces whose inhabitants have died;

    with their death, life came to be among the dead.

  10. حتّى الجمادُ جوارَهمْ غدا عظمًا

    أمسيْتُ في وجهِهِ أُكلِّمُ الصّمتَ

    Even inanimate matter beside them turned to bone;

    I found myself facing it, speaking to silence.

  11. منهُ جرىْ في قصائِدي دمٌ حتّى

    جاورَ موْتى فصارَ مثلَهمْ ميْتا

    From it, blood flowed through my poems, until

    it dwelt beside the dead and became dead like them.

  12. أمّا القصيدُ فأمسى بينهُمْ نثرًا

    لملمتُ أشْتاتهُ فلمْ أجِدْ بيْتا

    As for poetry, among them it turned to prose;

    I gathered its scattered fragments, but found no verse.

  13. فقلتهُ آملًا أن ألتقي أُذنا

    تحيا به فيكونَ عندَهمْ سَمْتا

    So I recited it, hoping to find an ear

    that would come alive through it, so it might become a path for them,

  14. وناسيًا أنّهم لمْ يسمعوا اللهَ

    أيَسْمعونَ الّذي أنشدَ أوْ أفتَى؟

    and forgetting that they had not listened to God—

    would they listen to one who recited verse or gave a religious ruling?

  15. موتٌ وأقبِحْ بهِ إذْ يرتدِي وجهَ

    الحياةِ في حينِ أنّها تُرى موْتا

    Death—and how hideous it is when it wears the face

    of life, while life is seen as death.