وَشَرَّفني مِنَ المَولَى كتابٌ

وَشَرَّفني مِنَ المَولَى كتابٌ

حُبيتُ بِهِ بخطٍّ من يَديهِ

حُبيتُ بِهِ بخطٍّ من يَديهِ

And a letter from the lord honored me;

The Master honored me with a book

I was favored with it, penned by his own hands.

That I loved, in His own hand it was wrote

وَأَحرُفُهُ جَميعاً مُهمَلاتٌ

وَأَحرُفُهُ جَميعاً مُهمَلاتٌ

أَشارَت لي بِإِهمالي لَدَيهِ

أَشارَت لي بِإِهمالي لَدَيهِ

And all its letters are undotted;

Its letters all were undotted throughout

They hinted to me at his neglect of me.

To hint that with Him I’m forgot

وَلَستُ أَلومُ مَولانا عَلى ذا

وَلَستُ أَلومُ مَولانا عَلى ذا

وَلَستُ مُوجِّهاً عَتباً عَلَيهِ

وَلَستُ مُوجِّهاً عَتباً عَلَيهِ

And I do not blame our lord for this,

Yet for this I'll not blame my Master dear

Nor am I directing reproach at him;

No grievance or grudge will I ever bear

فَإِنّي مُهمِلٌ بَينَ البَرايا

فَإِنّي مُهمِلٌ بَينَ البَرايا

وَشِبْهُ الشيءِ مُنجذبٌ إِلَيهِ

وَشِبْهُ الشيءِ مُنجذبٌ إِلَيهِ

For I am negligent among humankind,

For amidst all humanity I'm oft forgot

And the like of a thing is drawn to it.

And like is attracted to its like, is it not