تَجَمَّعَ أَهلُهُ زُمَراً إِلَيهِ

تَجَمَّعَ أَهلُهُ زُمَراً إِلَيهِ

وَصاحَت عِرسهُ أَودى فَصاحوا

وَصاحَت عِرسهُ أَودى فَصاحوا

His family gathered around him in groups.

And his wife cried, “He has died!”—so they cried out.

تُخاطِبُنا بِأَفواهِ المَنايا

تُخاطِبُنا بِأَفواهِ المَنايا

مِنَ الأَيّامِ أَلسِنَةٌ فِصاحُ

مِنَ الأَيّامِ أَلسِنَةٌ فِصاحُ

Through the mouths of death, we are addressed

by eloquent tongues of the days.

نَصَحتُكُم أَهينوا أُمَّ دَفرٍ

نَصَحتُكُم أَهينوا أُمَّ دَفرٍ

فَما يَبقى لَكُم مِنها نِصاحُ

فَما يَبقى لَكُم مِنها نِصاحُ

I have counseled you: scorn the Mother of Stench—the world—

for not a thread of her will remain for you.