أَرانا اللُبُّ أَنّا في ضَلالٍ

وَأَنّا موطِنونَ بِشَرِّ دارِ

Illusion led us to believe we had strayed

And made our home in the abode of evil

نُدارُ عَلى الَّذي نَهوى سِواهُ

بِحُكمِ اللَهِ في الفَلَكِ المُدارِ

We resist whom we passionately desire

By God's decree in the revolving sphere

وَما يُدريكَ وَالإِنسانُ غُمُرٌ

وَقَد يُدرى خَليلُكَ وَهُوَ دارِ

While man is but brief existence

Your friend may remain and dwell

لَعَلَّ مَفاصِلَ البِناءِ تُضحي

طِلاءً لِلسَقيفَةِ وَالجِدارِ

Perhaps the joints of the building

Will be plaster for the pavilion and wall

يُرَجِّيَ الناسُ كُلُّهُمُ حُظوظاً

وَلِلأَقدارِ فِعلٌ بِاِقتِدارِ

All people have hopes

But destiny acts with power

وَما رُتباتُهُم إِلّا غُروبٌ

دَوائِبُ في طُلوعٍ وَاِنحِدارِ

Their positions are but a setting

In constant rise and fall

إِذا كانَ الَّذي يَأتي قَضاءً

فَمُكثي لَيسَ يَنقُصُ عَن بِدارِ

If what comes is fate

My waiting takes nothing from beginning