يا نَفسُ قَد مَثَّلتُ حا

لي هَذِهِ لَكَ مِنذُ حينِ

Oh soul, for long have I portrayed to you

This conduct of yours, but you doubted that I

وَشَكَكتِ أَنّي ناصِحٌ

لَكِ فَاِستَمَلتِ إِلى الظُنونِ

Was giving you good advice, so you leaned

Towards suspicions. Consider how feeble

فَتَأَمَّلي ضَعفَ الحَرا

كِ وَكَلَّهُ بَعدَ السُكونِ

Is your movement, how slack it is after rest;

And beware of your indications

وَتَيَنّي أَنَّ الَّذي

بِكِ مِن عَلاماتِ المَنونِ

Of death that are in you.