لَقَد ناحَ رُوفائيلُ فِرعون إِذ مَضَت

قَرينَتُهُ تَبغي سَعادَتها العُظمى

Rufael mourned when Pharaoh's companion passed away

She who sought the greatest of fortunes

فَتاةٌ كَغُصنِ البانِ هَبَّت عَواصفٌ

عَلَيها مِنَ الأَقدارِ فَاِنقَصَفَت ظُلما

A maiden like a tender branch, storms blew

Upon her from the fates, so she was broken unfairly

أَذاقَت بَنِي الخَورِي مِنَ الحُزنِ جَمرةً

وَذاقَ بَنُوها قَبلَ عَرفانِها اليُتْما

She made the children of Khoury taste a burning grief

And her children tasted orphanhood before knowing her

فَنادى لِسانُ الحالِ أَرِّخ تَصَبَّروا

فَقَد أَصبَحَتْ أَسماءُ في المَنزل الأَسمى

So the tongue of fate proclaimed, record and be patient

For Asma has come to dwell in the highest abode