لا دَرُّ نوازِلِ الأحداثِ

نقلَتْ أحِبَّتَنا إلى الأجداثِ

No fate befalls the progression of events

That relocates our loved ones to their demise

فغدَتْ مآنِسُنا وهُنَّ مقابرٌ

وغدَتْ مدائِحُنا وهُنَّ مَراثِ

Thus our gatherings become but burial grounds

And our praises turn to woeful cries