أَظَلومُ حانَ إِلى القُبورِ ذَهابي

أَظَلومُ حانَ إِلى القُبورِ ذَهابي

وَبَليتُ قَبلَ المَوتِ في أَثوابي

وَبَليتُ قَبلَ المَوتِ في أَثوابي

O Zalum, the time has come for me to go to the graves;

The time of my going to the graves has come

And I have wasted away in my clothes before death.

And I am decayed before death in my clothes

فَعَلَيكِ ياسَكَني السَلامُ فَإِنَّني

فَعَلَيكِ ياسَكَني السَلامُ فَإِنَّني

عَمّا قَليلٍ فَاِعلَمِنَّ لِما بي

عَمّا قَليلٍ فَاِعلَمِنَّ لِما بي

So peace be upon you, O my solace, for I

So upon you my dwelling peace, for I

Will soon—know this—die of what ails me.

Will shortly be gone, know this for why

جَرَّعتِني غُصَصَ المَنِيَّةِ بِالهَوى

جَرَّعتِني غُصَصَ المَنِيَّةِ بِالهَوى

فَمَتى تَرَينَكِ تَرحَمينَ شَبابي

فَمَتى تَرَينَكِ تَرحَمينَ شَبابي

You have made me swallow death's choking pangs through love;

You made me drink the cups of death with love

When, then, do you think you will show mercy to my youth?

When will I see you show mercy for my youth

سُبحانَ مَن لَو شاءَ ساوى بَينَنا

سُبحانَ مَن لَو شاءَ ساوى بَينَنا

فَأَدالَ مِنكِ فَقَد أَطَلتِ عَذابي

فَأَدالَ مِنكِ فَقَد أَطَلتِ عَذابي

Glory be to Him who, had He willed, would have made us equal

Glory to Him who, if He willed, made us equal

And let me prevail over you, for you have prolonged my torment.

But was unjust to me, so you prolonged my torment