سَيَبدُو أنَّ قَاضِينَا الأمِينَا

أمِينٌ لَن يَمِيلَ ولَن يَمِينَا

Our righteous judge will surely appear

To be upright, he will not sway or lean

فَقَاضِينَا بِمَا في الكُتبِ أدرَى

وكَانَ بِحَلِّ مُشكِلِهَا قَمِينَا

For our judge knows best what's in the books

Solving their problems he's ever keen

فَقَد رَاضَ الدَّفَاتِرَ في صِبَاهُ

وأبدَى الغَثَّ مِنهَا والسَّمِينَا

In his youth, he reconciled the records

Separating the bad from the clean

أمِينٌ مَا يُمَاثِلُهُ سِوَاهُ

فَأَنَّى تُشبِهُ اليُسرَى اليَمِينَا

An honest man with no equal

How can you liken left to right, I mean?