وَضَلعاءَ مِن مُظلِماتِ الخُطوبِ
عَمياءَ لَيسَ لَها مَطلَعُ
And from darknesses of calamities, ribs
Blind, having no horizon
يَكادُ وَجيبُ قُلوبِ الرِجالِ
مِن خَوفِ مَكروهِها يُسمَعُ
Almost do the folds of men's hearts
From fear of its horrors sound
وَضَلعاءَ مِن مُظلِماتِ الخُطوبِ
عَمياءَ لَيسَ لَها مَطلَعُ
And from darknesses of calamities, ribs
Blind, having no horizon
يَكادُ وَجيبُ قُلوبِ الرِجالِ
مِن خَوفِ مَكروهِها يُسمَعُ
Almost do the folds of men's hearts
From fear of its horrors sound