وُقيتَ بِيَ الرَدى زِدني قُيودا

وَثَنِّ عَلَيَّ سَوطاً أَو عَمودا

I was left to face adversity, give me more shackles

May I be your ransom from death; increase my chains,

And lash me with a whip or pillar

And double the lash or the rod against me.

وَوَكِّل بي وَبِالأَبوابِ دوني

مِنَ الرُقَباءِ شَيطاناً مَريدا

And station guards outside my door

Assign over me, and at the doors confining me,

Appointing over me a stubborn devil

A rebellious demon from among the guards.

وَأَعفِ مَسامِعِ مِن صَوتِ رِجسٍ

ثَقيلٍ شَخصُهُ يُدعى سَعيدا

And spare my ears the sound of a heavy impurity

But spare my hearing from the voice of that wretch,

Whose person is called Sa'eed

Of oppressive presence, the one called Sa'id.

فَقَد تَرَكَ الحَديدَ عَلَيَّ ريشاً

وَأَوقَرَ بُغضُهُ قَلبي حَديدا

For he has left the iron upon me as but a feather

For he has rendered the iron upon me light as feathers,

And his hatred has weighed down my heart like iron

While loathing him has weighed down my heart like iron.