كم ترى يبقى على ذا بدني

قد بَلي من طول همّي وَفَني

How long, do you think, will my body last like this?

It has worn out from my prolonged anguish and wasted away.

أنا في أَسر وأسبابِ رَدىً

وحديدٍ فادح يَكلِمُني

I am in captivity, amid deadly perils,

And in heavy iron that wounds me.

وأبو عمران موسى حَنِقٌ

حاقِدٌ يَطلُبني بالإحَن

And Abu Imran Musa is enraged,

Full of rancor, he pursues me out of spite.

ليس يَشفيه سوى سَفكِ دمي

أو يراني مُدرَجاً في كفني

Nothing satisfies him but the shedding of my blood,

Or seeing me wrapped in my shroud.