أَمُغْنيَةٌ مَعَ الظُلْمِ الْخُطُوبُ

فيُغْفرَ مَا جَنَتْهُ مِنَ الذَّنُوبِ

A song in the face of adversity

Washes away whatever sins it has committed

عَجبْتُ لصَرْفِ دَهْرٍ صَافيَاتٍ

مَكَارِهَهُ وَعَيْشٍ لِي مَشُوبِ

I am amazed at the twists of fate, so fickle

With its troubles and a life for me so muddled

كَأَنّ الدَّهْرَ يَطْلُبَنِي بِذَحْلِ

فَحَظِّي مِنْهُ إِضْرَاءُ الْخُطُوبِ

It is as if fate seeks me out insistently

And my lot is to face constant adversity

وَهَوَّنَ بَعْضَ مَا أَلْقَاهُ أَنِّي

نَقِيُّ الْجَيْبِ مِنْ دَنَسِ الْعُيُوبِ

Yet it eased some of what it had cast my way

Since my soul remains untouched by any impropriety

إذاَ لَمْ أُوتَ مِنْ رَأْيِ مَصِيبٌ

فَمَا عِلْمِي بإِضْمَارِ الْغُيُوبِ

When I am not granted sound judgement

How could I know fate's hidden obscurities?

وكَمْ رَيْبَ لِصَرْفِ الدهرِ هَابٍ

جَلاَهُ النَّصْرُ مِنْ رَبٍّ مَهُوبِ

And how many doubts does the twist of fate arouse

Which victory from a forsaken Lord dispels