قَد ناحَ جِرجسُ آلَ شَمعونٍ عَلى

خَطبٍ أَسالَ دُموعَ مُقلَتِهِ دَمَا

Jirjis of the Sham'un family has wept

Over a disaster that brought tears flowing from his eyelids

جَرَحَت يَدُ الأَقدارِ مُهجَتَهُ وَقَد

خَطَفَت وَحيدَتَهُ العَزيزةَ مَريَما

The hand of fate has wounded his love

And snatched away his precious Marima

بِكرٌ مَضَت في الستَّ عَشرَ كَأَنَّها

بَدرٌ أَوى في الأَرضِ لَحداً مُظلِما

A girl gone at just sixteen, as though she were

A full moon that set in the darkness of a grave

فَلَهُ بِمصرَعِها العَزاءَ لِأَنَّها

حازَت بِتَقواها النَعيمَ الأَعظَما

For her death he is consoled, for she has attained

Through her piety, the greatest of blessings

كانتَ بتاريخٍ ملاكاً عِندَنا

وَاليَوم باتَت مِن مَلائكةِ السَّما

She was for us once an angel on earth

And today dwells among the angels of heaven