عَن دار مينا ابن غندورٍ قد اِرتحلت

في زهوة العمر لم تبلغ ثلاثينا

From the abode of Mina the daughter of Ghundur she departed

In the prime of life, not yet thirty years old

عَزيزَةٌ مثل غصن البان قد قُصِفَت

فكل قَلبٍ عليها بات محزونا

A precious one like a tender bough she was broken

So every heart for her remains sorrowful

ابقت بني عَرَمانٍ اهلَها ولهم

دمعٌ عدا بدم الاجفان مقرونا

She left the clan of Araman their kin-folk

With tears flowing coupled with the blood of their eyelids

فان تشأ نظم تأريخ العزآءِ فقل

نالَت من اللَه ما تَرجوهُ روجينا

If you wish to compose an elegy for her passing say:

She has attained from God what she hoped for, Raujina.