طال عتب الزمان ظلماً علينا

وجفانا فما له إعتابُ

Long has time's reproach oppressed us unjustly

The unjust reproach of time upon us has grown long,

And turned away, heedless of our plaint

And it has forsaken us, offering no amends.

فأجرنا من عتبه وأذاه

أنت ترجى لمثله وتهابُ

Save us from his rebuke and injury

So grant us refuge from its blame and its harm,

You alone we hope for and fear

You are the one hoped for in such trials, and held in awe.

ما لنا منصف سواك فيشكى

أنت كالنصل والملوك قرابُ

We have no champion but you we complain to

We have no just arbiter but you to whom we may complain,

You are the blade, the kings but kin

You are like the blade, and the kings are but the scabbard.