سوءةً بالعيونِ أنتَ احتنكتَ النا

سَ غيظاً عليهمُ أجمعينا

With evil in your eyes, you disdained to bow down

A visible disgrace, you have bridled mankind like beasts, / In your consuming rage against them all.

In anger against them all

You went astray, though you once bowed in ancient times, / And parted ways with the flower of the worshippers.

تهتَ لمّا سجدتَ في سالفٍ

وفارقتَ زهرةَ الساجدينا

You went astray when you refused to prostrate

When you declared, "I cannot bear to prostrate / Before a form You have created, Lord, from clay,"

And left the garden of the prostrated ones

Driven by envy—for you were shaped from smokeless fire— / Of him who was ordained the master of the worlds.

عندما قلتَ لا أطيق سجوداً

لمثالٍ خلقتهُ ربُّ طينا

When you said you cannot bear to bow

You failed in noble leadership, striving now / To drag the adulterers and sodomites behind you.

To an image that the Lord of mud created

حسداً إذ خُلقتَ من مارج النا

رِ لمن كان سيّد العالمينا

In envy, when you were created from fire

While he was the master of all worlds

ثم قصّرتَ في القيادةِ تسعى

يا مجرَّ الزناةِ واللايطينا

Then you fell short in leadership, you who guides

The evildoers and those unrestrained