رَوِّح ذَبيحَكَ لا تُعجِلهُ ميتَتَهُ

فَتَأخُذَ النَحضَ مِنهُ وَهوَ يَختَلِجُ

Give your sacrifice air, do not hasten its death

Lest you take the afterbirth while it writhes

هَذا قَبيحٌ وَعِلمِيَ غَيرُ مُتَّسِقٍ

بِما يَكونُ وَلَكِن في الثَرى أَلِجُ

This is ugly and my knowledge inconsistent

With what happens, but in the ground I delve

وَالناسُ مِن أَجلِ هَذا الأَمرِ في ظُلمٍ

وَما أُؤَمِّلُ أَنَّ الفجرَ يَنبَلِجُ

And people because of this matter are in darkness

And I have no hope that dawn will shine

مَضى أُناسٌ وَأَصبَحنا عَلى ثِقَةٍ

أَنّا سَنَتبَعُ فَالأَشجانُ تَعتَلِجُ

People have passed and we grew confident

That we would follow, so the trees sway

إِن أَدلَجوا وَتَخَلَّفنا وَراءَهُمُ

شَيئاً يَسيراً فَإِنّا سَوفَ نَدَّلِجُ

If they disappeared into darkness ahead of us

By a little, then we shall surely follow