أَفلَحَ اِبني وَخِبتُ يَومَ تَوَلّى

أَفلَحَ اِبني وَخِبتُ يَومَ تَوَلّى

لَيتَ شِعري مَتى يَكونُ فَلاحي

لَيتَ شِعري مَتى يَكونُ فَلاحي

My son prospered, and I failed the day he departed.

My son succeeded while I failed the day he turned away

My son has prospered, while I was lost the day he turned away,

Would that I knew when my deliverance would come.

I wish I knew when my success will come

Would that I knew when my own salvation shall be.

لَجَّتِ العَينُ في الدُموعِ فَقالوا

لَجَّتِ العَينُ في الدُموعِ فَقالوا

هَل لِذا المُبتَلى نَصيحٌ فَلاحِ

هَل لِذا المُبتَلى نَصيحٌ فَلاحِ

My eye persisted in tears, and they said:

Eyes brimmed with tears and they asked

The eye persisted in its tears, until they asked:

"Has this afflicted man a sincere adviser? Then rebuke him!"

Does this afflicted one have any advice that brings success?

"Is there for this afflicted man any counselor to blame him?"

مَسَّني القَرحُ وَاِستَضامَني البَغ

مَسَّني القَرحُ وَاِستَضامَني البَغ

يُ لِفقدانِ بُغيَتي وَاِقتِراحي

يُ لِفقدانِ بُغيَتي وَاِقتِراحي

Pain has touched me, and injustice has oppressed me,

Misery hurt me and enemies took advantage

Pain has touched me, and injustice has sought to crush me—

At the loss of my heart's desire and my choice.

Of my loss of love and my ruined state

—For the loss of my heart's desire and my chosen one.

فاتَني واحِدي فَبَتُّ فَريداً

فاتَني واحِدي فَبَتُّ فَريداً

ذا اِنتَشاء وَلَستُ في وَقتِ راحِ

ذا اِنتَشاء وَلَستُ في وَقتِ راحِ

My only one was lost to me, so I spent the night alone,

The only one I had is gone and I remain alone

My only one has passed me by, leaving me wholly alone,

Intoxicated, though it was no hour for wine.

In recovery but not in time of rest

Dazed as if intoxicated, though it is not the time for wine.

سَوفَ آوي إِلى الجِبالِ فَإِنّي

سَوفَ آوي إِلى الجِبالِ فَإِنّي

مِثل سَمِّ الخِياطِ عادَت بِطاحي

مِثل سَمِّ الخِياطِ عادَت بِطاحي

I shall seek refuge in the mountains, for

I will seek refuge in the mountains for

I shall take refuge in the mountains, for truly I

My broad plains have become like the eye of a needle.

Like thread of a tailor my luck has returned to the ground

Find my vast plains have become narrow as a needle's eye.

جَلَّ مَن كانَتِ البَسيطَةُ ماء

جَلَّ مَن كانَتِ البَسيطَةُ ماء

فَطحاها وَما سِواهُ بِطاحِ

فَطحاها وَما سِواهُ بِطاحِ

Exalted is He who, when the earth was water,

Exalted is He who turned the plain into water

Exalted is He—the earth was once but water,

Spread it out; none besides Him spreads it.

And flooded it while nothing else remains

Then He spread it forth, and there is no Spreader but He.