لِلَّهِ دَرُّ ذَوي العُقولِ المُشعِباتِ

أَخَذوا جَميعاً في حَديثِ التُرُّهاتِ

Praise be to God, Lord of insightful minds

They have all begun talking nonsense

وَأَما وَرَبِّ المَسجِدَينِ كِلَيهِما

وَأَما وَرَبِّ مِنىً وَرَبِّ الراقِصاتِ

By the Lord of the Two Holy Mosques and everything between them

By the Lord of Mina, the whirling dancers

وَأَما وَرَبِّ البَيتِ ذي الأَستارِ وَالـ

ـمَسعى وَزَمزَمَ وَالهَدايا المُشعَراتِ

By the Lord of the House with curtains and pilgrims

Circling as-Safa and as-Marwah and rushing pilgrims

إِنَّ الَّذي خُلِقَت لَهُ الدُنيا وَما

فيها لَنازِلَةٌ تَجِلُّ عَنِ الصِفاتِ

Indeed, He for whom the world and everything in it was created

Is far above any attributes

فَليَنظُرِ الرَجُلُ اللَبيبُ لِنَفسِهِ

فَجَميعُ ما هُوَ كائِنٌ لا بُدَّ آتِ

So let the wise man look after himself

For everything to come is surely coming

عِش ما بَدا لَكَ أَن تَعيشَ بِغَبطَةٍ

ما أَقرَبَ المَحيا الطَويلِ مِنَ المَماتِ

Live happily as long as you live

For the long life is so near death

فَتَجافَ عَن دارِ الغُرورِ وَعَن دَوا

عيها وَكُن مُتَوَقِّعاً لِلحادِثاتِ

Turn away from the house of deceit

And its patrons, and expect misfortunes

أَينَ المُلوكُ ذَوُو المَنابِرِ وَالدَسا

كِرِ وَالعَساكِرِ وَالقُصورِ المُشرِفاتِ

Where are the kings with pulpits, armies,

And lofty palaces?

وَالمُلهِياتُ فَمَن لَها وَالغادِيا

تُ الرائِحاتُ مِنَ الجِيادِ الصافِناتِ

And the entertainers - who needs them now?

The horses swift as the wind - where are they heading?

هُم بَينَ أَطباقِ التُرابِ فَنادِهِم

أَهلَ الدِيارِ الخالِياتِ الخاوِياتِ

They lie between layers of dust - call them!

O people of the empty, deserted ruins

هَل فيكُمُ مِن مُخبِرٍ حَيثُ اِستَقَر

رَ قَرارُ أَرواحِ العِظامِ البالِياتِ

Is there anyone among you who can tell us

Where the spirits of the wasted bones have settled?

فَلَقَلَّ ما لَبِثَ العَوائِدُ بَعدَكُم

وَلَقَلَّ ما ذَرَفَت عُيونُ الباكِياتِ

Soon after you, few shall return

And few shall shed tears

وَالدَهرُ لا يُبقي عَلى نَكَباتِهِ

صُمَّ الجِبالِ الراسِياتِ الشامِخاتِ

Time spares none in its afflictions

Not even mountains firm and towering

مَن كانَ يَخشى اللَهَ أَصبَحَ رَحمَةً

لِلمُؤمِنينَ وَرَحمَةً لِلمُؤمِناتِ

Whoever fears God will be a mercy

To all believers, men and women

وَإِذا أَرَدتَ ذَخيرَةً تَبقى فَنا

فِس في اِدِّخارِ الباقِياتِ الصالِحاتِ

If you want lasting treasures

Strive to build up good deeds

وَخَفِ القِيامَةَ ما اِستَطَعتَ فَإِنَّما

يَومُ القِيامَةَ يَومُ كَشفِ المُخبَآتِ

Fear the Day of Resurrection as best you can

For it is the day when all secrets are tested