قَليلٌ بِالوَرى مِثلي

عَزيزٌ عَزَّ بِالذُلِّ

Few in the world are like me,

Precious to be honored amid disgrace.

لِمَن أَنظُرُهُ بَعدي

وَمَن هُوَ قَبلُ مِن قَبلي

To whom shall I look after me,

And who was before me from before?

فَفي فَتقي بِهِ رَتقي

وَفي وَصلي بِهِ فَصلي

So in my separation is my binding,

And in my connection is my severance.

وَكُلِّياتُ جُزئِيّا

تِ ما يَظهَرُ مِن كُلّي

All my parts are wholes

Of what appears from the Totality.

وَفي تَفريقِ الجامِ

عِ عِندي مُجمَعُ الكُلِّ

And in the cup's dispersion

Is for me the whole's collection.