قَديماً كَرِهتُ المَوتَ وَاللَهُ شاهِدٌ

وَقَد عِشتُ حَتّى أَسمَحَت لي قَرونَتي

Long ago I hated death, and God is my witness,

And I have lived long enough for my temples to whiten,

وَأَحسَبُهُ لَو جاءَني لَأَبَيتُهُ

وَمِن عِندِ رَبّي نُصرَتي وَمَعونَتي

And I reckon that if it came to me I would refuse it,

And from my Lord is my aid and my resource.

إِذا أَنا واراني التُرابُ فَخَلِّني

وَما أَنا فيهِ قَد كُفيتُ مَؤونَتي

When the dust comes to cover me, then leave me,

And with what I'm in, I've been sufficed provision.