كل أناس لهم لغاتُ

كل أناس لهم لغاتُ

وكل محو له ثباتُ

وكل محو له ثباتُ

Every people has its languages.

Every people has its languages

And every effacement has its permanence.

And every deletion has its permanence

وكل وقت له كلام

وكل وقت له كلام

وكل شغل له أداةُ

وكل شغل له أداةُ

And every time has its speech.

And every time has its words

And every task has its tool.

And every work has its tool

وكل سر له ظهور

وكل سر له ظهور

وكل ليل له سراة

وكل ليل له سراة

And every secret has its disclosure.

And every secret has its emergence

And every night has its night-travelers.

And every night has its travellers

وكل أمر له سماء

وكل أمر له سماء

وكل شخص له سمات

وكل شخص له سمات

And every affair has its sky.

And every matter has its heaven

And every person has his traits.

And every person has his traits

وكل حكم له مضاء

وكل حكم له مضاء

وكل ذات لها صفات

وكل ذات لها صفات

And every ruling has its force.

And every rule has its enforcement

And every essence has its attributes.

And every self has its qualities

وكل خمر له مدير

وكل خمر له مدير

وكل كأس له سقاة

وكل كأس له سقاة

And every wine has one to pass it round.

And every wine has its butler

And every cup has its cupbearers.

And every cup has its pourers

وكل سهم له مصاب

وكل سهم له مصاب

وكل قوس له رماة

وكل قوس له رماة

And every arrow has its target.

And every arrow has its target

And every bow has its archers.

And every bow has its archers

وكل طير له غذاء

وكل طير له غذاء

وكل وحش له فلاة

وكل وحش له فلاة

And every bird has its food.

And every bird has its food

And every wild beast has its wilderness.

And every beast has its wilderness

وليس يدري ببعد أمري

وليس يدري ببعد أمري

إلا الذي جمعه شتات

إلا الذي جمعه شتات

And none knows the far reach of my affair

And none knows the distance of my matter

Except the one whose gathering is dispersion.

Except he who gathered its pieces

وليله بالهدى نهار

وليله بالهدى نهار

وفي مساء له غداة

وفي مساء له غداة

And his night, through guidance, is day,

And made his night day with guidance

And in the evening he has a morning.

And in his evening is a morrow

وقلبه الشمس بالتجلي

وقلبه الشمس بالتجلي

غروبها عنده الممات

غروبها عنده الممات

And his heart is the sun through manifestation;

And his heart is the sun in its rise

Its setting, for him, is death.

Its setting for him is death

وجسمه صور نفخ روح

وجسمه صور نفخ روح

بأمره تحشر الرفات

بأمره تحشر الرفات

And his body is a trumpet of a spirit's breath;

And his body is blown soul images

At his command the mortal remains are gathered.

By his command the remains are resurrected

ميزانه العقل والصراط ال

ميزانه العقل والصراط ال

شرع الذي قالت الهداة

شرع الذي قالت الهداة

His balance is reason, and the path is the

His scale is reason and the path is

sacred law that the guides proclaimed.

The law said by the guides

يموت في ساعة ويحيى

يموت في ساعة ويحيى

فموته طاب والحياة

فموته طاب والحياة

He dies in a moment and comes to life,

He dies in an hour and lives

So his death has grown sweet, and life too.

So his death is good and life

وحاصل الأمر فهو مثلي

وحاصل الأمر فهو مثلي

ذاتان في الوصف وهي ذات

ذاتان في الوصف وهي ذات

And the sum of the matter: he is like me—

And the summary of the matter is he is like me

Two essences in description, yet a single essence.

Two essences in description and it is one essence

وما سواه حمار جهل

وما سواه حمار جهل

يقظته في الورى سنات

يقظته في الورى سنات

And whoever is other than him is an ass of ignorance;

And anything else is an ass of ignorance

His wakefulness among humankind is drowsiness.

His awakening in the world is years

شيطانه راكب عليه

شيطانه راكب عليه

من يده ماله نجاة

من يده ماله نجاة

His devil rides upon him;

His devil riding on him

From his hand he has no escape.

From his hand his wealth has no salvation

يوقعه في جحود ما لا

يوقعه في جحود ما لا

يدريه مما درت ثقات

يدريه مما درت ثقات

He casts him into denial of what he does not

It makes him ungrateful for what he knows not

know, among the things the trustworthy have known.

Of what the trusted ones knew

مكدر ما له صفاءٌ

مكدر ما له صفاءٌ

والقلب من قسوة صفاة

والقلب من قسوة صفاة

He is muddied, with no clarity,

Turbid what is clear to him

And the heart, in its hardness, is a rock.

And the heart from the hardness of pebbles

وذاك ما لا اعتبار عندي

وذاك ما لا اعتبار عندي

ولا إليه لنا التفات

ولا إليه لنا التفات

And that is what I hold in no regard,

And that has no consideration to me

Nor do we turn our attention toward him.

Nor to it is our attention

والحرف ذو عجمة وأما

والحرف ذو عجمة وأما

حروفه فهي مهملات

حروفه فهي مهملات

And the letter is inarticulate; as for

And the letter is foreign and as for

its letters, they are undotted.

Its letters they are neglected