قَد أَعزَبَ العالَمُ أَحلامَهُم

يا عازِبَ الحِلمِ عَنِ الناسِ ثُب

The world has frustrated their dreams

O you whose dream is estranged from people, arise

نيرانُ حِقدٍ بَينَ أَحشائِهِم

فَلَفظُهُم عَنها شَرارٌ وَثَب

Fires of hatred in their entrails

Their utterances because of it are sparks and flames

تُنسيهُمُ العارِفَةَ الهيفُ كَالأَغ

صانِ وَالأَعجازُ مِثلُ الكُثُب

It makes them forget the cognizant one, the light like boughs

And the backs are like hillocks