رُبَّ حُسنٍ مِنَ النُفوسِ قَريبِ

رُبَّ حُسنٍ مِنَ النُفوسِ قَريبِ

وَسَميعُ الدُعاءَ غَيرُ مُجيبِ

وَسَميعُ الدُعاءَ غَيرُ مُجيبِ

Many a beauty is close to souls,

Many beauties in souls are near

and hears the plea, yet gives no answer.

Yet the prayer's hearing does not answer or hear

وَكَحرفِ السُيوفِ أَقضى وَأَمضى

وَكَحرفِ السُيوفِ أَقضى وَأَمضى

فَعَلَّ جَفنَيهِ في جَميعِ القُلوبِ

فَعَلَّ جَفنَيهِ في جَميعِ القُلوبِ

And like the swords’ edge, yet deadlier and sharper,

And like the swords' letters I judge and decree

is the work of his two eyelids in all hearts.

So it has shut its eyes to all hearts, did He

لَيتَهُ كانَ رافِعاً نَصبَ الأَع

لَيتَهُ كانَ رافِعاً نَصبَ الأَع

راضِ عَنّي وَجَرَّني بِذُنوبي

راضِ عَنّي وَجَرَّني بِذُنوبي

If only he would lift the anguish of turning

Would that it had raised the banners of discontent

away from me, and draw me along with my sins.

From me and pulled me for my sins hence