لَو نَطَقَ الدَهرُ في تَصَرُّفِهِ

لَو نَطَقَ الدَهرُ في تَصَرُّفِهِ

لَعَدَّنا كُلُّنا مِنَ التَفثِ

لَعَدَّنا كُلُّنا مِنَ التَفثِ

If Time spoke of its dealings,

If time could speak of its travails

it would count us all among the filth.

We would all count as most impure

قالَ لَنا إِنَّني أَحِجُّ إِلى اللَ

قالَ لَنا إِنَّني أَحِجُّ إِلى اللَ

هِ وَأَنتُم مِن أَقبَحِ الرَفثِ

هِ وَأَنتُم مِن أَقبَحِ الرَفثِ

It would say to us, “Indeed, I go on pilgrimage to Al-

It would say, I do profess to God

lah, and you are among the foulest obscenities.

While you wallow in the manure

نَفَّثتُكُمُ مَرَّةً عَلى غَلَطٍ

نَفَّثتُكُمُ مَرَّةً عَلى غَلَطٍ

مِنّي فَهَل تَعذَرونَ في النَفثِ

مِنّي فَهَل تَعذَرونَ في النَفثِ

I spat you out once through an error

I once exhaled you by mistake

of mine; so will you excuse me for spitting?”

Can you then my breath endure