كَأَنَّما الأَرضُ شاعَ فيها

كَأَنَّما الأَرضُ شاعَ فيها

مِن طيبِ أَزهارِها بَخورُ

مِن طيبِ أَزهارِها بَخورُ

It is as though through the earth there spread

The earth is as though into it

incense from the fragrance of its flowers.

Was diffused sweet scent from its flowers' incense.

أَثنَت عَلى رَبِّها السَواري

أَثنَت عَلى رَبِّها السَواري

وَالنَبتُ وَالماءُ وَالصُخورُ

وَالنَبتُ وَالماءُ وَالصُخورُ

The night-roaming clouds praised their Lord,

The trees, the herbage, and water and rocks

and the plants, the water, and the rocks.

Hymned their Lord in accord and shared the chorus.

وَنَحنُ فَوقَ التُرابِ ثِقلٌ

وَنَحنُ فَوقَ التُرابِ ثِقلٌ

يَكادُ مِن تَحتِنا يَخورُ

يَكادُ مِن تَحتِنا يَخورُ

And we, upon the soil, are a burden;

While we on the soil a burden are,

it nearly gives way beneath us.

And all but sink 'neath us the land.

لا تَفتَخِر إِنَّ كُلَّ فَخرٍ

لا تَفتَخِر إِنَّ كُلَّ فَخرٍ

لِلَّهِ وَاِستَعجَمَ الفَخورُ

لِلَّهِ وَاِستَعجَمَ الفَخورُ

Do not boast: indeed, all glory

Do not boast; all boasting

belongs to God, and the boaster has fallen mute.

To God belongs: vainglory made the boaster hang his head in shame.

أَلا تَرى أَنَّ أُمَّ دَفرٍ

أَلا تَرى أَنَّ أُمَّ دَفرٍ

كَأَنَّها آلُها السَخورُ

كَأَنَّها آلُها السَخورُ

Do you not see that Mother of Stench

See you not that the Mother of Ruin

is like her own mocking mirage?

Is like her gods were subdued?