يَعِبنَ مَوتاهُمُ بِأَحيائِهِم

كَما يُعابُ الحَيُّ بِالمَيّتِ

Their deaths lament their lives

As the living are blamed for the dead

قَولُكُمُ زورٌ وَقَولي لَكُم

يَبقى بَقاءَ الجَبَلِ المُصمَتِ

Your words are lies while mine to you

Remain like a silent mountain’s stay