أُحاجيكَ ما قَبرٌ عديمٌ تُرابُهُ

أُحاجيكَ ما قَبرٌ عديمٌ تُرابُهُ

بِهِ مَعشَرٌ مَوتى وَإِن لَم يُكَفَّنوا

بِهِ مَعشَرٌ مَوتى وَإِن لَم يُكَفَّنوا

I pose you a riddle: what grave has no earth,

I ask you, what grave has dust devoid

And holds a company of the dead, though they have not been shrouded?

Of dead though unshrouded in winding sheets?

سَلَوتُ عنِ التِبيانِ مُدَّةَ قَبرِهِم

سَلَوتُ عنِ التِبيانِ مُدَّةَ قَبرِهِم

فَإِن نُبِشوا يَوماً مِنَ الدَهرِ بَيَّنوا

فَإِن نُبِشوا يَوماً مِنَ الدَهرِ بَيَّنوا

I put explanation out of mind for as long as they lay buried;

I've questioned the sand about the condition of their grave

But if they are dug up one day, they make things clear.

For if dug up one day, it would make all clear