أنتِ كالزهرةِ الجميلةِ في الغابِ

ولكنْ مَا بَيْنَ شَوكٍ ودودِ

You are like a beautiful flower in the forest

You are like a lovely flower in the wild,

But between thorns and worms

Yet standing amidst thorns and worms alike,

والرياحينُ تَحْسَبُ الحسَكَ الشِّرِّيرَ

والدُّودَ من صُنوفِ الورودِ

And the winds think your love is evil

Where basil blooms mistake the wicked briar,

And the worms are kinds of roses

And count the crawling worms as kin to roses.

فَافْهِمي النَّاسَ إنَّما النَّاسُ خَلْقٌ

مُفْسِدٌ في الوجودِ غيرُ رشيدِ

So understand people, people are a creation

So understand mankind, for truly they are creatures,

Corrupting existence, not guided

Spreading corruption, misguided in this world.

والسَّعيدُ السَّعيدُ من عاشَ كاللَّيل

غريباً في أهلِ هذا الوجودِ

And the happy one, the happy one, is one who lives like the night

And truly happy is the one who lives like the night,

A stranger to the people of this existence

A stranger among the dwellers of this realm.

ودَعيهِمْ يَحْيَوْنَ في ظُلْمةِ الإثْمِ

وعيشي في طُهْرِكِ المحمودِ

And leave them living in the darkness of sin

Leave them to dwell within the gloom of sin,

While you live in your praised purity

While you exist in your praiseworthy purity.

كالملاك البريءِ كالوردة البيضاءِ

كالموجِ في الخِضَمِّ البَعيدِ

Like an innocent angel, like a white rose

Like an innocent angel, like a white rose,

Like a wave in the distant seashore

Like a wave upon the distant, open sea.

كأغاني الطُّيور كالشَّفَقِ السَّاحِرِ

كالكوكبِ البعيدِ السَّعيدِ

Like birds' songs, like the charming sunset

Like the songs of birds, like the enchanting twilight,

Like a far happy star

Like a planet, far away and blissful.

كَثُلوجِ الجبال يغمرُها النُّورُ

وتَسمو على غُبارِ الصَّعيدِ

Like mountain snow covered in light

Like mountain snows submerged in radiant light,

Rising above the dust of the ground

That rise high above the dust of the earth below.

أنتِ تحتَ السَّماءِ روحٌ جميلٌ

صاغَهُ الله من عَبيرِ الوُرودِ

You under the sky are a beautiful soul

Beneath these heavens, you are a beautiful soul,

God has made from the scent of flowers

Fashioned by God from the fragrance of roses.

وبنو الأرضِ كالقُرودِ وما أضْيَ

عَ عِطرَ الورودِ بَيْنَ القرودِ

While the earth's sons are like apes

While earth's children are like apes—and how wasted,

And did not scent the flowers among the apes

Is the perfume of roses amongst the apes.

أنتِ من ريشة الإله فلا تُلْقي

بفنِّ السّما لِجَهْلِ العبيدِ

You are from God's pen so do not cast

You are drawn by the brush of the Divine, so do not cast,

The art of heaven to the ignorance of slaves

The art of the heavens before the ignorance of slaves.

أنتِ لم تُخْلَقي ليقْرُبَكِ النَّاسُ

ولكنْ لتُعْبَدي من بعيدِ

You were not created for people to approach you

You were not created for common men to draw near,

But to be worshipped from afar

But rather to be worshipped from afar.