شَكَونا إِلَيكَ الجَهدَ في السَنَةِ الَّتي

أَقامَت عَلى أَموالِنا آفَةَ المَحلِ

We complained to You of the hardship in the year

That brought ruin upon our wealth, blight upon blight,

وَلَم يَبقَ مِن مالٍ يَسومُ بِأَهلِهِ

وَلا مَرتَعٍ في حَزنِ أَرضٍ وَلا سَهلِ

Until no wealth remained to sustain any man

Nor pasture in the land of sorrow nor on the plain.

سِواكَ فَأَشكِ القَومَ ما قَد أَصابَهُم

عَلى الجَهدِ وَالبَلوى الَّتي كُنتَ قَد تُبلي

So alleviate this people's misery, for You know well

The hardship and afflictions that You made them bear.