رأيتُ ما تلفِظُ الموسى فآسفَني

رأيتُ ما تلفِظُ الموسى فآسفَني

إذ عادَ حالِكُه كالثَّلجِ منثُورَا

إذ عادَ حالِكُه كالثَّلجِ منثُورَا

I saw what the razor cast off, and it saddened me:

I saw what the razor cast off, and it saddened me,

its darkness had become like scattered snow.

For its once jet-black hair had become like scattered snow.

فقلتُ إذ رابَني تغييرُ صَبْغَتِه

فقلتُ إذ رابَني تغييرُ صَبْغَتِه

سبحانَ من ردَّ ذاكَ النَّدَّ كافُورَا

سبحانَ من ردَّ ذاكَ النَّدَّ كافُورَا

And, troubled by the changing of its hue, I said:

So I said, as the change in its color troubled me:

Glory be to Him who turned that dark incense into camphor!

Glory be to Him who turned that fragrant incense into camphor.