نَفضْتُ يَدِي مِنَ الآمالِ لَمّا

نَفضْتُ يَدِي مِنَ الآمالِ لَمّا

رَأَيْتُ زِمامَها بِيَدِ الْقَضاءِ

رَأَيْتُ زِمامَها بِيَدِ الْقَضاءِ

I shook my hand free of hopes when

I shook off hopes when I saw their reins

I saw their reins in the hand of fate;

In the hands of fate.

وَما تَنْفَكُّ مَعْرِفَتِي بِحَظِّي

وَما تَنْفَكُّ مَعْرِفَتِي بِحَظِّي

تُرِينِي الْيَأْسَ في نَفْسِ الرَّجاءِ

تُرِينِي الْيَأْسَ في نَفْسِ الرَّجاءِ

And my knowledge of my lot never ceases

My knowledge of my lot does not cease -

To show me despair in hope itself.

It shows me despair in the soul of hope.