تُخادِعُناdeceives us الدُّنياthe world بِطيبِwith the sweetness of نَسيمِهاits breeze
تُخادِعُنا الدُّنيا بِطيبِ نَسيمِها
وَماand not هُوَit إِلّاexcept الشّهدُhoney خالَطَهُmingled with it السُمُّpoison
وَما هُوَ إِلّا الشّهدُ خالَطَهُ السُمُّ
The world deceives us with the sweetness of its breeze.
The world deludes us with its gentle breeze
Yet it is nothing but honey mingled with poison.
Yet it is but poisoned honey we seize
وَتَلتَذُّand delight بِالأَنفاسِin breaths جَهلاًin ignorance نُفوسُناour souls
وَتَلتَذُّ بِالأَنفاسِ جَهلاً نُفوسُنا
وَماand no نَفَسٌbreath إِلّاexcept وَفيهِand in it لَهاfor them كَلمُa wound
وَما نَفَسٌ إِلّا وَفيهِ لَها كَلمُ
And our souls, in ignorance, delight in breaths.
Our souls revel foolishly with each breath
Yet every breath holds a wound for them.
Though every breath brings us closer to death
Sol 6.1