أَحْرُفٌ أَرْبَعٌ ذَهَبْنَ بِضُرِّي

أَحْرُفٌ أَرْبَعٌ ذَهَبْنَ بِضُرِّي

وَحَسَمْنَ أَمْدَادَ مُوقِدِ جَمْرِ

وَحَسَمْنَ أَمْدَادَ مُوقِدِ جَمْرِ

Four letters took away my suffering

Four letters have taken away my affliction,

And cut off the ember-kindler’s supplies.

And severed the fuel of my burning embers.

مَاتَ بِالْمِيمِ كُلُّ حَيٍّ لِوَجْدِي

مَاتَ بِالْمِيمِ كُلُّ حَيٍّ لِوَجْدِي

وَبِحَاءٍ حَمَلْتُ إِصْرِي بِيُسْرِي

وَبِحَاءٍ حَمَلْتُ إِصْرِي بِيُسْرِي

Through mīm, all that lived for my anguish died,

With the 'Meem', every living thing perished from my longing,

And through ḥāʾ, I carried my burden with ease.

And with the 'Haa', I carried my heavy burden with ease.

وَبِمِيمٍ مَلَكْتُ مَا نَدَّ عَنِّي

وَبِمِيمٍ مَلَكْتُ مَا نَدَّ عَنِّي

مِنْ شُرُودِ الْمُنَى فَبُشْرَى بِبِشْرِي

مِنْ شُرُودِ الْمُنَى فَبُشْرَى بِبِشْرِي

And through mīm, I gained what had eluded me

And with the 'Meem', I reclaimed what had fled from me,

Of fugitive hopes—glad tidings of my joy!

Of elusive desires, so glad tidings for my joy.

وَبِدَالٍ دَلَوْتُ دَلْوِي مَلْأََى

وَبِدَالٍ دَلَوْتُ دَلْوِي مَلْأََى

مِنْ زَكَايَا النَّدَى بِأَشْطَانِ نَصْرِ

مِنْ زَكَايَا النَّدَى بِأَشْطَانِ نَصْرِ

And through dāl, I drew up my bucket, full

And with the 'Daal', I drew my bucket full,

From the wells of bounty, with the ropes of victory.

From the pure springs of generosity, with the ropes of victory.