كُلُّ حَيٍّ سَيَمُوتُ

لَيْسَ فِي الدُّنيا ثُبُوتُ

Every living being will die

There is no permanence in this world

حَرَكَاتٌ سَوْفَ تَفْنَى

ثُمَّ يَتْلُوها خُفُوتُ

Movements that will vanish

Then silence follows

وَكلامٌ لَيْسَ يَحْلُو

بَعْدَهُ إِلَّا السُّكُوتُ

Words that are not sweet

After it only quietness

أَيُّها السَّادِرُ قُلْ لِي

أَيْنَ ذَاكَ الْجَبَرُوتُ

O you who pours out drink, tell me

Where is that omnipotence?

كُنْتُ مَطْبُوعاً عَلَى النُّطْ

قِ فَمَا هَذَا الصُّمُوتُ

I was printing on the forehead

So what is this silence?

لَيْتَ شِعْرِي أَهُمُودٌ

مَا أَرَاهُ أَمْ قُنُوتُ

I wish I knew is it deep sleep

That I see or prayer?

أَيْنَ أَمْلاكٌ لَهُمْ فِي

كُلِّ أُفْقٍ مَلَكُوتُ

Where are the angels who

In every horizon have a kingdom?

زَالَتِ التِّيجَانُ عَنْهُمْ

وَخَلَتْ تِلْكَ التُّخُوتُ

The crowns have been removed from them

And those adornments are empty

أَصْبَحَتْ أَوْطَانُهُمْ مِنْ

بَعْدِهِمْ وَهْيَ خُبُوتُ

Their homelands after them

Became desolate after they left

لا سَمِيعٌ يَفْقَهُ الْقَوْ

لَ وَلا حَيٌّ يَصُوتُ

No one understands the words

Nor is anyone alive to make a sound

عَمَرَتْ مِنْهُمْ قُبْورٌ

وَخَلَتْ مِنْهُمْ بُيُوتُ

Tombs were built for them

And their homes left empty

لَم تَذُدْ عَنْهُمْ نُحُوسَ الدْ

دَهْرِ إِذْ حَانَتْ بُخُوتُ

The misfortunes of time did not protect them

When their glory declined

خَمَدَتْ تِلْكَ الْمَسَاعِي

وانْقَضَتْ تِلكَ النُّعُوتُ

Those ambitions are extinguished

And those reputations have ended

إِنَّما الدُّنْيا خَيَالٌ

بَاطِلٌ سَوْفَ يَفُوتُ

Indeed, the world is an illusion

Futile, it will pass

لَيْسَ لِلإِنْسانِ فِيهَا

غَيْرَ تَقْوَى اللهِ قُوتُ

Man has in it

Nothing but piety as his supply