حَياً وَحَياةٌ سَرمَدٌ وَتَحِيَّةٌ

عَلى العَلَقِ المَطلولِ مِن كَثَبِ الشِعبِ

Alive and everlasting life, and greetings

To the handsome youth dangling from the cliff of the valley,

تَساقَطَ مُرفَضَّ الرَشاشَةِ فَاِغتَدَت

بِهِ ساحَةُ الدُنيا مُضَمَّخَةَ التُربِ

Who fell rejected from the peaks, so that

The arena of life was stained with his dust.

وَمِن أَسَفِ الدُنيا بُكائي لِيوسُفٍ

وَما لِثَراهُ في دُموعِيَ مِن شُربِ

And my tears for Joseph are from grief of life,

Though my eyes drink not his blood.