أَلَيسَ قَريباً كُلُّ ما هُوَ آتِ

أَلَيسَ قَريباً كُلُّ ما هُوَ آتِ

فَما لي وَما لِلشَكِّ وَالشُبُهاتِ

فَما لي وَما لِلشَكِّ وَالشُبُهاتِ

Is not everything that is to come near?

Is not everything to come near?

So what have I to do with doubt and misgivings?

Then why do I have doubt and confusion?

أُنافِسُ في طيبِ الطَعامِ وَكُلُّهُ

أُنافِسُ في طيبِ الطَعامِ وَكُلُّهُ

سَواءٌ إِذا ما جاوَزَ اللَهَواتِ

سَواءٌ إِذا ما جاوَزَ اللَهَواتِ

I compete for fine food, yet all of it

I compete in fine foods though they

is alike once it has passed beyond the uvulas.

Are the same once past desires

وَأَسعى لِما فَوقَ الكَفافِ وَكُلَّما

وَأَسعى لِما فَوقَ الكَفافِ وَكُلَّما

تَرَفَّعتُ فيهِ ازدَدتُ في الحَسَراتِ

تَرَفَّعتُ فيهِ ازدَدتُ في الحَسَراتِ

And I strive for more than subsistence, and whenever

And I strive for more than enough, yet the more

I rise higher in it, my regrets increase.

I rise in it, the more I increase in regrets

وَأَطمَعُ في المَحيا وَعَيشِيَ إِنَّما

وَأَطمَعُ في المَحيا وَعَيشِيَ إِنَّما

مَسالِكُهُ مَوصولَةٌ بِمَماتِ

مَسالِكُهُ مَوصولَةٌ بِمَماتِ

And I crave life, yet my life has only

And I aspire to live long, but my

paths that are linked to death.

Paths are connected to deaths

وَلِلمَوتِ داعٍ مُسمِعٌ غَيرَ أَنَّني

وَلِلمَوتِ داعٍ مُسمِعٌ غَيرَ أَنَّني

أَرى الناسَ عَن داعيهِ في غَفَلاتِ

أَرى الناسَ عَن داعيهِ في غَفَلاتِ

And death has a caller who makes himself heard, yet I

And death has a caller the hearing do not hear

see people heedless of its caller.

I see people heedless of its caller

فَلِلَّهِ عَقلي إِنَّ عَقلي لَناقِصٌ

فَلِلَّهِ عَقلي إِنَّ عَقلي لَناقِصٌ

وَلَو تَمَّ عَقلي لَاغتَنَمتُ حَياتي

وَلَو تَمَّ عَقلي لَاغتَنَمتُ حَياتي

So, to God belongs my reason—my reason is indeed deficient.

So my mind, my incomplete mind

And had my reason been complete, I would have made the most of my life.

If complete I'd value my life

وَلِلَّهِ نَفسي إِنَّها لَبَخيلَةٌ

وَلِلَّهِ نَفسي إِنَّها لَبَخيلَةٌ

عَلَيَّ بِما جادَت بِهِ لَأُلاتِ

عَلَيَّ بِما جادَت بِهِ لَأُلاتِ

And to God belongs my soul—it is indeed miserly

And my soul, it's so stingy

toward me with what it has generously given to [unclear in the supplied text].

To me with what it gave my kin