الحَمدُ لِلَّهِ عَلى ما أَرى

الحَمدُ لِلَّهِ عَلى ما أَرى

مِن قَدَرِ اللَهِ الَّذي يَجري

مِن قَدَرِ اللَهِ الَّذي يَجري

Praise be to God for what I see

Praise be to God for what I see

of God's decree as it runs its course.

Of the decree of God that flows

ما كانَ ذا العالَمُ مِن عالَمي

ما كانَ ذا العالَمُ مِن عالَمي

يَوماً وَلا ذا الدَهرُ مِن دَهري

يَوماً وَلا ذا الدَهرُ مِن دَهري

This world was never my world,

Never was this world one of my two worlds

not for a day, nor this age my age.

Nor was this life ever one of my two lives

يَعتَرَضُ الحِرمانُ في مَطلَبي

يَعتَرَضُ الحِرمانُ في مَطلَبي

وَيَحكُمُ الخَزّارُ في شِعري

وَيَحكُمُ الخَزّارُ في شِعري

Deprivation stands in the way of my pursuit,

Deprivation disputes my quest

and al-Khazzār judges my poetry.

While the critic passes judgement on my poetry