مِحَنُtrials الزَمانِof time كَثيرَةٌmany لاnot تَنقَضيcome to an end
مِحَنُ الزَمانِ كَثيرَةٌ لا تَنقَضي
وَسُرورُهُand its joy يَأتيكَcomes to you كالأَعيادِlike feast days
وَسُرورُهُ يَأتيكَ كالأَعيادِ
The trials of time are many and never end.
And its joy comes to you like feast days.
مَلَكَit mastered الأَكابِرَthe mighty فَاِستَرَقَّand so enslaved رِقابَهُمtheir necks
مَلَكَ الأَكابِرَ فَاِستَرَقَّ رِقابَهُم
وَتَراهُyet you see it رِقّاًa slave فيin يَدِthe hand of الأَوغادِthe scoundrels
وَتَراهُ رِقّاً في يَدِ الأَوغادِ
It has mastered the mighty and put their necks in bondage,
Yet you see it a slave in the hands of scoundrels.
Sol 6.1