جُدتَ وَالعَيشُ ما حِلُ

كُلُّ ما فيهِ ذابِلُ

You were generous when life was enjoyable,

Everything in it was fresh.

فَغَدا وَهوَ بِالغِنى

أَخضَرُ العُشبِ آهِلُ

Then tomorrow came while being rich

The grass became faded.

وَتَفَضَّلتَ بِالحُلى

وَالأَماني عَواطِلُ

You were generous with jewelry

And hopes were vain.

فَتَيَقَّنتُ أَنَّهُ

لَيسَ لِلحَيِّ قاتِلُ

So I was certain that

There is no escape from death for the living.