لَيْسَ الغَريبُ غَريبَ الشَّامِ واليمنِ
إِنَّ الغَريبَ غَريبُ اللَّحدِ والكَفَنِ
The stranger is not strange to Syria or Yemen,
Indeed the stranger is strange to the grave and shroud.
إِنَّ الغَريِبَ لَهُ حَقٌّ لِغُرْبَتهِ
على الْمُقيمينَ في الأَوطانِ والسَّكَنِ
Indeed the stranger has a right due to his estrangement,
Upon the settled ones in homelands and dwellings.
لا تَنْهَرَنَّ غَريباً حَالَ غُربتهِ
الدَّهْرُ يَنْهَرَهُ بالذُّلِ و المِحَنِ
Do not rebuke a stranger during his estrangement,
Time will rebuke him with humiliation and tribulation.
سَفْرِي بَعيدٌ وَزادي لَنْ يُبَلِّغَني
وَقُوَتي ضَعُفَتْ والموتُ يَطلُبُني
My journey is far and my provisions will not take me far enough,
And my strength is diminished and death seeks me.
وَلي بَقايا ذُنوبٍ لَسْتُ أَعْلَمُها
الله يَعْلَمُها في السِّرِ والعَلَنِ
And I have remnants of sins I do not know,
God knows them, in private and openly.
ما أَحْلَمَ اللهَ عَني حَيْثُ أَمْهَلَني
وقَدْ تَمادَيْتُ في ذَنْبي ويَسْتُرُنِي
How forgiving is God that He delayed me,
And I persisted in my sin and He veils me.
تَمُرُّ ساعاتُ أَيّامي بِلا نَدَمٍ
ولا بُكاءٍ وَلاخَوْفٍ ولا حزَنِ
The hours of my days pass without regret,
Neither crying nor fear nor sorrow.
أَنَا الَّذِي أُغْلِقُ الأَبْوابَ مُجْتَهِداً
عَلى المعاصِي وَعَيْنُ اللهِ تَنْظُرُني
It is I who closes the doors exerting effort,
On sins while God's eye watches me.
يَا زَلَّةً كُتِبَتْ في غَفْلَةٍ ذَهَبَـتْ
يا حَسْرَةً بَقِيَتْ في القَلبِ تُحْرِقُني
O slip committed in negligence that is gone,
O regret remaining in the heart burning me.
دَعْني أَنُوحُ عَلى نَفْسي وَأَنْدُبُها
وَأَقْطَعُ الدَّهْرَ بِالتَّذْكِيرِ وَالحَزَنِ
Let me moan over myself and mourn it,
And cut off fate with the reminder and grief.
دَعْ عَنْكَ عَذْلِيَ يَا مَنْ كانَ يَعْذُلُني
لَوْ كُنْتَ تَعْلَمُ ما بِي كُنْتَ تَعْذِرُنِي
Stop blaming me, O you who used to blame me,
If you knew what was within me you would excuse me.
دَعْنِي أَسُحُّ دُموعًا لا انْقِطاعَ لَها
فَهَلْ عَسَى عَبْرَةٌ مِنْهَا تُخَلِّصُني
Let me wipe tears that have no end,
Perhaps a lesson from them will save me.
كَأَنَّنِي بَينَ جل الأَهلِ مُنطَرِحاً
عَلى الفِراشِ وَأَيْديهِمْ تُقَلِّبُني
It is as if I am among a group lying prostrate,
On the death bed and their hands tossing me.
وَ قَدْ تَجَمَّعَ حَوْلي مَنْ يَنوحُ و مَنْ
يَبْكي عَلَيَّ و يَنْعاني و يَنْدُبُني
And they gathered around me, some crying for me,
Some weeping over me, grieving and mourning me.
وَ قَدْ أَتَوْا بِطَبيبٍ كَيْ يُعالِجَني
وَلَمْ أَرَ الطِّبَّ هذا اليومَ يَنْفَعُني
And they brought a doctor to treat me,
But I did not see medicine today benefit me.
واشَتد نَزْعِي وَصَار المَوتُ يَجْذِبُها
مِن كُلِّ عِرْقٍ بِلا رِفقٍ ولا هَوَنِ
My struggle intensified and death started pulling it
From every vein without gentleness or ease.
واستَخْرَجَ الرُّوحَ مِني في تَغَرْغُرِها
وصارَ رِيقي مَريراً حِينَ غَرْغَرَني
And it extracted the soul from me with its gargling,
And my saliva became bitter when it gargled me.
وَغَمَّضُوني وَراحَ الكُلُّ وانْصَرَفوا
بَعْدَ الإِياسِ وَجَدُّوا في شِرَا الكَفَنِ
And they closed my eyes, and all left and turned away
After despairing, and were quick to shroud me.
وَقامَ مَنْ كانَ حِبُّ النّاسِ في عَجَلٍ
نَحْوَ المُغَسِّلِ يَأْتيني يُغَسِّلُني
And he whose love of people was swift came
Towards the washer to come wash me.
وَقالَ يا قَوْمِ نَبْغِي غاسِلاً حَذِقاً
حُراً أَديبًا أَريباً عَارِفاً فَطِنِ
And he said, "O people, we need a skillful,
Free, refined, knowledgeable, and wise washer."
فَجاءَني رَجُلٌ مِنْهُمْ فَجَرَّدَني
مِنَ الثِّيابِ وَأَعْرَاني وأَفْرَدَني
So a man from them came and stripped me
Of clothes and revealed me and separated me.
وَأَوْدَعوني عَلى الأَلْواحِ مُنْطَرِحاً
وَصارَ فَوْقي خَرِيرُ الماءِ يُنْظِفُني
And they laid me on boards stretched out
And the trickling of water above me started cleaning me.
وَأَسْكَبَ الماءَ مِنْ فَوقي وَغَسَّلَني
غُسْلاً ثَلاثاً وَنَادَى القَوْمَ بِالكَفَنِ
And he poured water over me and washed me
Three times and called the people for the shroud.
وَأَلْبَسُوني ثِياباً لا كِمامَ لها
وَصارَ زَادي حَنُوطِي حينَ حَنَّطَني
And they dressed me in clothes with no sleeve,
And my provision became my spices when they perfumed me.
وأَخْرَجوني مِنَ الدُّنيا فَوا أَسَفاً
عَلى رَحِيلٍ بِلا زادٍ يُبَلِّغُني
And they took me out of the world, what a pity,
Upon a departure with no provision to take me far.
وَحَمَّلوني على الأْكتافِ أَربَعَةٌ
مِنَ الرِّجالِ وَخَلْفِي مَنْ يُشَيِّعُني
And four men carried me on their shoulders,
And behind me were those escorting me.
وَقَدَّموني إِلى المحرابِ وانصَرَفوا
خَلْفَ الإِمامِ فَصَلَّى ثُمَّ وَدَّعَني
And they presented me to the prayer niche and left
Behind the imam who then prayed and bade me farewell.
صَلَّوْا عَلَيَّ صَلاةً لا رُكوعَ لها
ولا سُجودَ لَعَلَّ اللهَ يَرْحَمُني
They prayed over me a prayer with no bowing or prostration,
Perhaps God will have mercy upon me.
وَأَنْزَلوني إلى قَبري على مَهَلٍ
وَقَدَّمُوا واحِداً مِنهم يُلَحِّدُني
And they lowered me into my grave slowly,
And sent forward one of them to lay me to rest.
وَكَشَّفَ الثّوْبَ عَن وَجْهي لِيَنْظُرَني
وَأَسْكب الدَّمْعَ مِنْ عَيْنيهِ أَغْرَقَني
And he uncovered my face to look at me
And poured tears from his eyes drowning me.
فَقامَ مُحتَرِماً بِالعَزْمِ مُشْتَمِلاً
وَصَفَّفَ اللَّبْنَ مِنْ فَوْقِي وفارَقَني
So he stood up determined, in a collected state,
And lined the bricks above me and left me.
وقَالَ هُلُّوا عليه التُّرْبَ واغْتَنِموا
حُسْنَ الثَّوابِ مِنَ الرَّحمنِ ذِي المِنَنِ
And said, "Cover him with earth and make good
Use of the reward from the Benevolent, The Bestower."
في ظُلْمَةِ القبرِ لا أُمٌّ هناك ولا
أَبٌ شَفيقٌ ولا أَخٌ يُؤَنِّسُني
In the darkness of the grave, no mother is there,
Nor a compassionate father or brother to befriend me.
فَرِيدٌ وَحِيدُ القبرِ، يا أَسَفاً
عَلى الفِراقِ بِلا عَمَلٍ يُزَوِّدُني
Alone and lonesome in the grave, what a pity,
Upon the separation without deeds to provision me.
وَهالَني صُورَةً في العينِ إِذْ نَظَرَتْ
مِنْ هَوْلِ مَطْلَعِ ما قَدْ كان أَدهَشَني
And an image appeared before my eye when it saw
The awfulness of the emergence of what had frightened me.
مِنْ مُنكَرٍ ونكيرٍ ما أَقولُ لهم
قَدْ هالَني أَمْرُهُمْ جِداً فَأَفْزَعَني
Of Munkar and Nakeer, what can I say to them?
Their matter had confused me, frightening me.
وَأَقْعَدوني وَجَدُّوا في سُؤالِهمُ
مَالِي سِوَاكَ إِلهي مَنْ يُخَلِّصُنِي
And they made me sit up and were harsh in questioning me,
I have no one but You, my God, to save me.
فَامْنُنْ عَلَيَّ بِعَفْوٍ مِنك يا أَمَلي
فَإِنَّني مُوثَقٌ بِالذَّنْبِ مُرْتَهنِ
So bestow upon me, my hope, a pardon from You,
For I am tied down by sins, mortgaged.
تَقاسمَ الأهْلُ مالي بعدما انْصَرَفُوا
وَصَارَ وِزْرِي عَلى ظَهْرِي فَأَثْقَلَني
The family divided my wealth after they left,
And my burden was placed on my back overburdening me.
واستَبْدَلَتْ زَوجَتي بَعْلاً لها بَدَلي
وَحَكَّمَتْهُ على الأَمْوَالِ والسَّكَنِ
And my wife replaced me with another husband instead of me,
And made him judge over the money and dwelling.
وَصَيَّرَتْ وَلَدي عَبْداً لِيَخْدُمَه
وَصَارَ مَالي لهم حلاً بِلا ثَمَنِ
And she made my son a servant to serve him,
And my wealth became permitted to them without price.
فَلا تَغُرَّنَّكَ الدُّنْيا وَزِينَتُها
وانْظُرْ إلى فِعْلِها بالأَهْلِ والوَطَنِ
So do not let the world and its adornments deceive you,
And look at what it did to the people and homeland.
وانْظُرْ إِلى مَنْ حَوَى الدُّنْيا بِأَجْمَعِها
هَلْ رَاحَ مِنْها بِغَيْرِ الحَنْطِ والكَفَنِ
And look to the one who contained the whole world,
Did he leave except shroud and coffin?
خُذِ القَناعَةَ مِنْ دُنْيَاك وارْضَ بِها
لَوْ لم يَكُنْ لَكَ إِلا رَاحَةُ البَدَنِ
Take contentment from your world and be satisfied with it,
Even if you had nothing but comfort of body.
يَا زَارِعَ الخَيْرِ تحصُدْ بَعْدَهُ ثَمَراً
يَا زَارِعَ الشَّرِّ مَوْقُوفٌ عَلَى الوَهَنِ
O planter of good, you harvest fruit after it,
O planter of evil, dependent on weakness.
يا نَفْسُ كُفِّي عَنِ العِصْيانِ واكْتَسِبِي
فِعْلاً جميلاً لَعَلَّ اللهَ يَرحَمُني
O soul, restrain from disobedience and earn
A good deed, perhaps God will have mercy upon me.
يَا نَفْسُ وَيْحَكِ تُوبي واعمَلِي حَسَناً
عَسى تُجازَيْنَ بَعْدَ الموتِ بِالحَسَنِ
O soul, woe to you, repent and do good,
Perhaps you may be rewarded after death with good.
والحمدُ لله مُمسينَـا وَمُصْبِحِنَ
مَا وَضَّأ البَرْقُ في شَّامٍ وفي يَمَنِ
And praise be to God as we enter the evening and morning,
Wherever lightning flashed in Syria or Yemen.
ثمَّ الصلاةُ على الْمُختارِ سَيِّدِنا
بِالخَيْرِ والعَفْوْ والإِحْســانِ وَالمِنَنِ
Then prayers upon the Chosen One, our Master,
With goodness, pardon, benevolence and grace.
