شَتّانَ ما بَيني وَبَينَ صَحابَتي

وَالعيسُ بي وَبِهِم تَمُدُّ بُراها

Vast is the difference 'twixt me and my friends,

Vast is the difference between me and my companions,

And fate's long road before me never ends.

As white camels stretch their strides to bear us on;

يُحصونَ أَميالَ الطَريقِ وَفي يَدي

كَم خُطوَةٍ تَحني البَعيرَ خُطاها

They count the miles they've travelled on their way,

They count the miles of the road, while in my hand

While I count weary steps from day to day.

Is the measure of steps that bow the camel's back.