بِأَبي ما يَجُنُّ مِنكَ الضَريحُ

طِبتَ ذِكراً وَطابَ جِسمٌ وَريحُ

By my father, no harm shall come to you from the grave

You were good in life and in death, your body and soul at peace

كُنتَ ما كُنتَ لي فَمُتَّ بِرُغمي

لَيتَني مِتُّ أَنا وَأَنتَ صَحيحُ

You were as you were to me, but you died against my wishes

Would that I had died, and you had lived on, healthy and well

هَجَرتُ قَبرَهُ فَقامَت مَواثي

قُ العُلى وَالنُهى عَلَيهِ تَنوحُ

I abandoned his grave, so death and fate rose against me

Say: only the Most High God knows what shall come to pass