Bikja u mahta, u kollox imur fis-sahta. A cry and a sniff, and all comes to naught. Hadd ma jiehu xejn mieghu. No one takes away anything with him. Il-mewt ma tahfirha 'l hadd.
Death spares no one.
Mewt ta wiehed hajja t'iehor. One man's death is another man's life. Quddiem il-mewt kulhadd xorta. We are all equal before death. Il-mewt issewwi kollox.