إِرْحَمُوا عَبْداً أَتَاكُمْ

يَا مَوَالِينَا

Have mercy, O masters, on a slave

Have mercy on a servant who has come to you,

Who comes to you,

O our masters,

سَائِفاً تُرْبَ حِمَاكُمْ

مِسْكَ دَارِينَا

Bearing the dust of your dwellings

Inhaling the dust of your sanctuary

As an offering,

As the musk of Darin,

شَاحِذاً بِيضَ رَدَاكُمْ

لِلْمُنَا وِينَا

Begging the kindness of your reception

Sharpening the white blades of your destruction

For one in misery.

For the adversaries.