ما كُنت أُؤثر في دِيني وَتَوحيدي

ما كُنت أُؤثر في دِيني وَتَوحيدي

خَوادع الآل عَن زادي وَمورودي

خَوادع الآل عَن زادي وَمورودي

In my faith and my belief in God's oneness, I would not prefer

I would not prefer in my religion and monotheism

the mirage's deceptions to my provisions and my watering place.

The deceptions of people over my provision and what I was given

غَررنَ بي وَبِحَسبي أَن رِوايَتي

غَررنَ بي وَبِحَسبي أَن رِوايَتي

مَلأى هريقت عَلى ظَمَأي مِن البيد

مَلأى هريقت عَلى ظَمَأي مِن البيد

They beguiled me; enough for me that my waterskin,

They deceived me and my lineage that my narration

full, was spilled despite my thirst in the wastelands.

Filled my thirst from the white mountain

أَفرَغتها وَبَرَغمي أَنَّها اِنحَدَرَت

أَفرَغتها وَبَرَغمي أَنَّها اِنحَدَرَت

بَيضاء كَالروح في سَوداء صَيخود

بَيضاء كَالروح في سَوداء صَيخود

I emptied it, and against my will it flowed down,

I emptied it in spite of me that it flowed

white as the soul, into black, unyielding rock.

White like the soul in the darkness of doubt

وَرُحت لا أَنا عَن مائي بِمُنتَهل

وَرُحت لا أَنا عَن مائي بِمُنتَهل

ماء وَلا أَنها عَن زادي بِمَسعود

ماء وَلا أَنها عَن زادي بِمَسعود

And I went away, not drawing from my water

And I went not finding relief from my water

a drink, nor was it favored with my provisions.

Neither it from my provision with happiness

أَشك يُؤلِمُني شَكي وَاَبحَث عَن

أَشك يُؤلِمُني شَكي وَاَبحَث عَن

بَرد اليَقين فَيفنى فيهِ مَجهودي

بَرد اليَقين فَيفنى فيهِ مَجهودي

I doubt; my doubt pains me, and I search for

Doubt hurts me, my doubt and I search for

the coolness of certainty, only to exhaust my effort pursuing it.

The coolness of certainty and my effort perishes in it

أَشك لا عَن رِضا مِني وَيَقتُلُني

أَشك لا عَن رِضا مِني وَيَقتُلُني

شَكي وَيَذبَل مِن وَسواسه عودي

شَكي وَيَذبَل مِن وَسواسه عودي

I doubt, not willingly, and it kills me—

I doubt not from my consent and it kills me

my doubt; and my stem withers from its whisperings.

My doubt and my twig withers from its obsession

وَكَم أَلوذ بِمَن لاذَ الأَنام بِهِ

وَكَم أَلوذ بِمَن لاذَ الأَنام بِهِ

وَأَبتَغي الظل في تَيهاء صَيهود

وَأَبتَغي الظل في تَيهاء صَيهود

And how often I seek refuge in Him in whom all creation sought refuge,

And how often I take refuge in the one people take refuge in

and seek shade in a waterless, trackless wilderness.

And I seek shade in the straying of doubt

اللَهُ لِي وَلصرح الدين مِن رَيب

اللَهُ لِي وَلصرح الدين مِن رَيب

مَجنونة الرَأي ثارَت حَولَ مَعبودي

مَجنونة الرَأي ثارَت حَولَ مَعبودي

God defend me and the edifice of faith from doubts

God is for me and for the edifice of religion from suspicion

crazed in thought, that have risen around the One I worship.

The mad of opinion revolted around my worship

إِن رَاوَغَتني في نُسكي فَكَم وَلَجَت

إِن رَاوَغَتني في نُسكي فَكَم وَلَجَت

بِي المَخاطر في دِيني وَتَوحيدي

بِي المَخاطر في دِيني وَتَوحيدي

If they have beguiled me in my worship, how often have they led

If it deceived me in my devotion so how much

me into perils in my faith and my belief in God's oneness.

Danger infiltrated me in my religion and monotheism