إِذا قامت بَواكيكَ

وَقَد هَتَّكنَ أَستارَك

When your cries arise

And your veil is torn

أَيُثنينَ عَلى قَبرِك

أَم يَلعَنَّ أَحجارَك

Will they eulogize you over your grave

Or will the stones curse you?

وَما تَترُك فيَ الدُنيا

إِذا زُرتَ غَداً نارَك

What will you leave in this world

When you visit the fire tomorrow?

تُرى في سَقرِ المَثوى

وَإِبليسَ غَداً جارَك

You will be seen in Hell's abyss

With Iblis as your neighbor

لِمَن تَترُك زِقَّيكَ

وَدَنَّيكَ وَأَوتارَك

To whom will you leave your food

And your clothes and lute?

وَخَمساً مِن بَناتِ اللَي

لِ قَد أُلبِسنَ أَطمارَك

And five of the beauties of the night

For they have worn your robes

تَعالى اللَهُ ما أَقبَح

إِذ وَلَّيتَ أَدبارَك

God forbid how ugly it is

When you have turned your back