لَبيبٌ إِلى الدَهرِ لا يَركُنُ

لَبيبٌ إِلى الدَهرِ لا يَركُنُ

وَإِنقاذِيَ النَفسَ لا يُمكِنُ

وَإِنقاذِيَ النَفسَ لا يُمكِنُ

A wise man puts no trust in time.

A mind, through time, does not rest,

And I cannot save my soul.

And saving myself is not possible,

فَحَسبي مِنَ المالِ قوتي بِهِ

فَحَسبي مِنَ المالِ قوتي بِهِ

وَحَسبي مِنَ البَلَدِ المَسكَنُ

وَحَسبي مِنَ البَلَدِ المَسكَنُ

So of wealth, I need only what sustains me,

So my livelihood is sustenance through wealth,

And of a town, I need only a dwelling.

And my home is a place to dwell.