يعزِّي الناسُ بعضهمُ

ولا يجديهمُ شيَّا

People try to console each other

But it does them no good

فذاكَ طويٌّ وهذا سو

فَ يطويهِ الردى طيَّا

One has folded wings, the other twisted

And soon fate will fold him too

يمينُ اللهِ لو عقلوا

لعزّى الميتُ الحيَّا

If they had any sense

The living would console the dead