طِب عَنِ الإِمرَةِ نَفسا

طِب عَنِ الإِمرَةِ نَفسا

وَاِرضَ بِالوَحشَةِ أُنسا

وَاِرضَ بِالوَحشَةِ أُنسا

Be content at heart to forgo office,

Be peaceful, O my soul, though life is hard,

and accept solitude as companionship.

And bear thy loneliness with patience calm.

ماعَلَيها أَحَدٌ يَس

ماعَلَيها أَحَدٌ يَس

وى عَلى الخِبرَةِ فِلسا

وى عَلى الخِبرَةِ فِلسا

No one who holds it is worth—

For friends are few, and trials fall like rain;

when put to the test—a penny.

Yet wisdom is the pauper's diadem.