وإذا الظمآن لم يلق الروا

وإذا الظمآن لم يلق الروا

من زلال البارد العذب الخصر

من زلال البارد العذب الخصر

And when the thirsty man finds no relief from thirst

When the thirsty cannot find fresh

In clear, cool, sweet, cold water,

Cool water from a slender stream

ورأى الموت عيانا في الظما

ورأى الموت عيانا في الظما

رشفَ الحمأة والماء الكدر

رشفَ الحمأة والماء الكدر

And sees death before his eyes in his thirst,

And sees death clearly in the blur

He sips black mud and murky water.

He sips hot urine and muddy drink

ليس للمرء الذي يختاره

ليس للمرء الذي يختاره

وله من أمره ما قد قدر

وله من أمره ما قد قدر

A man does not have what he chooses;

What one is destined cannot change

And in his affairs he has only what has been decreed.

Fate and decree cannot rearrange