يا اِبنَ حُدَيجٍ أَطرِق عَلى مَضَضٍ

يا اِبنَ حُدَيجٍ أَطرِق عَلى مَضَضٍ

لا تَبرَ مِن سِلعَةٍ وَلا حَسَكِ

لا تَبرَ مِن سِلعَةٍ وَلا حَسَكِ

O son of Hudayj, bow your head in bitter reluctance.

O Ibn Hudayj, bow your head in bitterness,

May you never recover from a swelling or thorns.

And do not absolve yourself of the blemish nor the thorn,

فَلَستَ مِن آكِلِ المُرارِ وَلا ال

فَلَستَ مِن آكِلِ المُرارِ وَلا ال

فارِسِ رَبِّ الرِبابِ وَالمُلُكِ

فارِسِ رَبِّ الرِبابِ وَالمُلُكِ

For you are not descended from the Eater of Bitter Herbs, nor from the

For you are not of the Eater of Bitter Herbs, nor the

horseman, lord of al-Ribab and royal power.

Knight who is master of multitudes and dominion,

فَاِرضَ بِحَظِّ السُكونِ مِن تافِهِ ال

فَاِرضَ بِحَظِّ السُكونِ مِن تافِهِ ال

مَجدِ فَلَيسَ السُكونُ كَالحَرَكِ

مَجدِ فَلَيسَ السُكونُ كَالحَرَكِ

So be content with stillness's share of the paltry

So be content with the lot of stillness from the trivialities of

glory; for stillness is not like movement.

Glory, for stillness is not the same as movement.