عَظيمٌ هَولُهُ وَالناسُ فيهِ

حَيارى مِثلَ مَبثوثِ الفَراشِ

Its terror is great, and people in it

Are confused like scattered butterflies

بِهِ تَتَغَيَّرُ الأَلوانُ خَوفاً

وَتَصطَكُّ الفَرائِصُ بِاِرتِعاشِ

In it, faces change color in fear

And robes flutter in trembling

هُنالِكَ كُلُّ ما قَدَّمتَ يَبدو

فَعَيبُكَ ظاهِرٌ وَالسِرُّ فاشِ

There, all you have done becomes clear

Your fault exposed and secret scattered

تَفَقَّد نَقصَ نَفسِكَ كُلَّ يَومٍ

فَقَد أَودى بِها طَلَبُ المَعاشِ

Examine the faults of your soul every day

For seeking livelihood has destroyed it

أَلا لِم تَبتَغي الشَهَواتِ طَوراً

وَطَوراً تَكتَسي لينَ الرِياشِ

Why do you not seek desires for a while

And for a while acquire fine garments