شَرابُكِ في السَرابِ إِذا عَطَشنا

شَرابُكِ في السَرابِ إِذا عَطَشنا

وَخُبزُكِ عِندَ مُنقَطع التُرابِ

وَخُبزُكِ عِندَ مُنقَطع التُرابِ

Your drink is in the mirage whenever we thirst,

Your drink is in the mirage when we thirst,

And your bread lies at the ends of the earth.

and your bread is where the earth ends.

وَما روَّحتَنا لِتذب عَنّا

وَما روَّحتَنا لِتذب عَنّا

وَلَكِن خِفتَ مرزئة الذُباب

وَلَكِن خِفتَ مرزئة الذُباب

You did not fan us to drive them away from us;

Nor did you fan us to drive them away from us;

Rather, you feared the ravages of the flies.

rather, you feared the loss the flies would cause.