وَما زالَ أَخذُ المَوتِ أَهلي وَجيرَتي

يُحَدِّثُ عَنّي إِن سَيَأتي عَلى نَفسي

Death keeps taking my family and neighbors,

Reminding me that I too will pass away.

فَقَد صِرتُ مَحمولاً عَلى المَوتِ مُكرَهاً

وَإِن حُثَّتِ الكاساتُ طالَ لَها حَبسي

I have come to accept death though against my will,

And though cups are passed my way, my time is brief.