إِن يَكُ ذا الدَهرُ قَد أَضَرَّ بِنا

إِن يَكُ ذا الدَهرُ قَد أَضَرَّ بِنا

مِن غَيرِ ذَحلٍ فَرُبَّما نَفَعا

مِن غَيرِ ذَحلٍ فَرُبَّما نَفَعا

If this age has done us harm

Though time may have harmed us without return,

without a grudge, it has at times done us good.

Good fortune may yet come to us in turn.

أَبكي عَلى ذَلِكَ الزَمانِ وَلا

أَبكي عَلى ذَلِكَ الزَمانِ وَلا

أَحسبُ شَيئاً قَد فاتَ مُرتَجَعا

أَحسبُ شَيئاً قَد فاتَ مُرتَجَعا

I weep for that time—and do not

I weep for days gone by beyond recall,

think anything that has passed can be regained—

Though naught, once lost, can ever more befall.

إِذ نَحنُ في ظِلِّ نِعمَةٍ سَلَفَت

إِذ نَحنُ في ظِلِّ نِعمَةٍ سَلَفَت

كانَت لَها كُلُّ نِعمَةٍ تَبَعا

كانَت لَها كُلُّ نِعمَةٍ تَبَعا

when we were in the shade of a blessing now gone,

While we enjoy blessings past days have lent,

to which every other blessing was subordinate.

Each present blessing shall more blessings send.