غريقَ الذنوبِ أسيرَ الخَطايا

تنَبَّه فدُنياك أمُّ الدَّنايا

Drowning in sins, captive of transgressions

Awaken, for this world is the mother of worlds

تَغُرُّ وتعطي ولكنّها

مُكَدِّرةٌ تسترِدُّ العَطايا

She deceives and gives but takes back her gifts

Troubling, she reclaims what she once presented

وفي كلِّ يومٍ تُسَرِّي إليك

داءً فجِسمُك نَهْبُ الرَّزايا

And each day she secretly inflicts upon you

An illness, so your body falls prey to calamities

أما وَعَظَتْك بأحداثِها

وما فعلت بجميع البرايا

Has she not cautioned you with her events?

And what she did to all of mankind

ترى المرءَ في أَسْرِ آقاتِها

حَبيساً على الهمِّ نُصْبَ الرّزايا

You see man held prisoner by his worries

Imprisoned by anxieties, a heap of calamities

وإطلاقه حين تَرْثِي له

وَحَسْبُك ذا أن تُلاقي المنايا

She releases him only when she mourns for him

It suffices you to encounter death

ويا راحلاً وهو ينوي المقام

تزَوَّد فإنّ الليالي مَطايا

O traveler intending to stay

Take provisions, for the nights are steeds