وَكُلُّ غِنىً يَتيهُ بِهِ غَنيُّ

فَمُرتَجَعٌ بِمَوتٍ أَو زَوالِ

Every wealth that makes the wealthy lost

Will fade with death or loss of all its cost

وَهب جَدّي زَوى لِي الأرضَ طُرّاً

أَلَيسَ المَوتُ يَزوي ما زَوى لي

My ancestors made land their gift to me

Does not death quench what they bequeathed to me?