يا ذنوبي ثَقّلْتِ واللّه ظَهْري

بانَ عُذْري فكيفَ يُقْبَلُ عذري

O my sins, you have weighed down my back

My excuse has become clear, so how can my excuse be accepted?

كلَّما تُبْتُ ساعةً عُدْتُ أُخرى

لِضُروبٍ من سوءِ فِعلي وهُجري

Whenever I repent for an hour, I return to sin another

Due to the forms of my evil deeds and estrangement

ثَقُلتْ خَطْوَتي وفَوْدي تَفَرّى

غَيْهَبُ اللَّيلِ فيه عن نُورِ فجرِ

My steps have become heavy and my delegation has scattered

The darkness of night in it, away from the light of dawn

دبَّ مَوْتُ السّكونِ في حركاتي

وخَبَا في رمادِهِ حُمْرُ جمري

The death of stillness crept into my movements

And the embers of my burning coals faded into its ashes

وأنا حيثُ سرْتُ آكلُ رزقي

غير أنّ الزمانَ يأكل عمري

And I, wherever I went, ate my sustenance

Yet time eats away my life

كلَّما مَرَّ مِنهُ وَقتٌ بِربحٍ

من حياتي وجدتُ في الرِّبحِ خسري

Whenever time passed with profit

From my life I found loss in profit

كلَّما مَرَّ مِنهُ وَقتٌ بِربحٍ

عِلْمُهُ باختلافِ سرّي وجهري

Whenever time passed with profit

His knowledge of the differing of my secrets and public acts

مِلْ بقلبي إلى صَلاحِ فسادي

منه واجبرْ برأفةٍ منك كسري

My heart is tired of the corruption of my immorality

So reform it by your kind mercy my fracture

وأَجِرْني ممّا جَناهُ لِساني

وتَناجتْ به وساوسُ فِكري

And protect me from what my tongue has harvested

And the insinuations my thoughts whisper to me