أَكُمهاً لَيسَ بَينَهُمُ بَصيرٌ

أَما لَكُم إِلى العَلياءِ هادِ

Blind they are, with no insight between them,

Is there no guide to lead you to the Most High?

عَمَرنا الدَهرَ شُبّاناً وَشيباً

فَبُؤسٌ لِلرُقادِ وَلِلسُهادِ

Our lives we spent as youth and aged men,

Misery it is to sleep and slumber then.

وَأَوطَنّا الدِيارَ بِكُلِّ وَقتٍ

فَأَلفَينا الرَوابِيَ كَالوِهادِ

In every season we settled the lands,

As friends we made the hills and desert sands.

يُمَهَّدُ لِلغَنيِّ فِراشُ نَومٍ

وَقَبرٌ كانَ أَروَحَ مِن مِهادِ

For the wealthy, soft beds are smoothly laid,

While graves prove gentler than where I laid.

إِذا اِقتَرَنَت بِجِسمِ الحَيِّ رَوحٌ

فَتِلَكَ وَذاكَ في حالَي جِهادِ

When soul and body are paired within the living,

Each struggles on, though death is fast arriving.