مجلسُك العالي الّذي أَستقِي

مجلسُك العالي الّذي أَستقِي

على جَفاء الدّهرِ من بِرِّهِ

على جَفاء الدّهرِ من بِرِّهِ

Your lofty court, where I draw water,

Your exalted assembly which I draw

despite Time's harshness, from its bounty—

Solace from in the harshness of fate

فربّما أهجرُه عامِداً

فربّما أهجرُه عامِداً

والحبُّ يدعوني إلى هَجره

والحبُّ يدعوني إلى هَجره

so sometimes I forsake it deliberately,

I may sometimes willfully desert

and love urges me to forsake it.

Though love calls me back to its door

ماليَ ذُخْرٌ غيرُه والفتى

ماليَ ذُخْرٌ غيرُه والفتى

يَكْره أَن يُنفِقُ من ذُخْره

يَكْره أَن يُنفِقُ من ذُخْره

I have no treasure but it, and a young man

I've no treasure besides it, and youth

dislikes spending from his treasure.

Is loath to spend from its hoard

وهْو وإنْ لم يَرَهُ كلّما

وهْو وإنْ لم يَرَهُ كلّما

فَكّر فيه شَدَّ مِن ظَهْره

فَكّر فيه شَدَّ مِن ظَهْره

And even if he does not see it, whenever

Though I see it not, whenever

he thinks of it, it strengthens his back.

I ponder it, my resolve strengthens

فلا عَدِ مناكَ على حالةٍ

فلا عَدِ مناكَ على حالةٍ

فأنت قلْبُ الدَّهرِ في صَدْره

فأنت قلْبُ الدَّهرِ في صَدْره

So may we never lose you in any circumstance;

Do not count me fickle at any time

for you are Time's heart within its breast.

For you are the heart of life in its breast