يا مُنقِذي ويدُ الزَّمانِ تَنُوشُني

يا مُنقِذي ويدُ الزَّمانِ تَنُوشُني

ومُقيلَ جَدّي وهْو كابٍ عاثِرُ

ومُقيلَ جَدّي وهْو كابٍ عاثِرُ

O my rescuer, as Time's hand assails me,

O my savior, and the hand of time scratches me,

And restorer of my fortune, fallen and stumbling,

And the burden of my grandfather is failing,

حتّامَ أنتَ لِثِقْلِ هَمّي حَاملٌ

حتّامَ أنتَ لِثِقْلِ هَمّي حَاملٌ

ولما يهيضُ الدّهرُ منّي جَابِرُ

ولما يهيضُ الدّهرُ منّي جَابِرُ

How long will you bear the weight of my sorrow,

Surely you are the carrier of the heaviness of my worries,

And mend what Time shatters in me,

And the one who makes time recover from me,

ومقارِعٌ دونِي الزمانَ وأهلَه

ومقارِعٌ دونِي الزمانَ وأهلَه

مستلئِمينَ وأنت فَذٌّ حَاسرُ

مستلئِمينَ وأنت فَذٌّ حَاسرُ

And battle Time and its people in my defense,

And the one who faces time and its people for me,

They clad in armor, while you stand alone, unarmored?

While they are uncooperative, and you are the victorious hero,

مهلاً فَدىً لك مهجةٌ دافَعْتَ عن

مهلاً فَدىً لك مهجةٌ دافَعْتَ عن

حَوْبائِها إذ ليسَ غيرَكَ نَاصرُ

حَوْبائِها إذ ليسَ غيرَكَ نَاصرُ

Gently! May a soul be your ransom—you fought for

Take it easy, I ransom you with a brain that you have defended

Its life when there was no helper but you.

From its disasters when there was no helper but you,

خَفِّضْ عليكَ فلِلأُمور نهايةٌ

خَفِّضْ عليكَ فلِلأُمور نهايةٌ

وإلى النّهايةِ كلُّ شيءٍ صَائِرُ

وإلى النّهايةِ كلُّ شيءٍ صَائِرُ

Spare yourself, for all matters have an end,

Lower yourself, for things have an end,

And toward that end everything is bound.

And everything is heading towards the end