فَلَيتَ زِياداً لا يَزَلنَ بَناتُهُ

يَمُتنَ وَأَلقى كُلَّ ما عِشتُ عابِسا

Oh daughters of Ziyad do not cease to die

And I will meet every frown I have lived with a smile

فَذَلِكَ يَومٌ غابَ عَنِّيَ نَحسُهُ

وَأَنجَحتُ فيهِ بَعدَ ما كُنتُ آيِسا

For that is a day when misfortune turned from me

And in it I succeeded after having despaired