يا أَيُّها المُتَسَمِّنُ

يا أَيُّها المُتَسَمِّنُ

قُل لي لِمَن تَتَسَمَّنُ

قُل لي لِمَن تَتَسَمَّنُ

O you who fatten yourself,

O you who are absorbed in worldly pleasures

tell me, for whom do you grow fat?

Tell me, for whom do you immerse yourself in them?

سَمَّنتَ نَفسَكَ لِلبِلى

سَمَّنتَ نَفسَكَ لِلبِلى

وَبَطِنتَ يا مُستَبطِنُ

وَبَطِنتَ يا مُستَبطِنُ

You have fattened yourself for decay,

You have immersed yourself in temporal things

and grown potbellied, O you who fill your belly.

And overindulged, O glutton!

وَأَسَأتَ كُلَّ إِساءَةٍ

وَأَسَأتَ كُلَّ إِساءَةٍ

وَظَنَنتَ أَنَّكَ تُحسِنُ

وَظَنَنتَ أَنَّكَ تُحسِنُ

You have done every kind of wrong,

You have committed all kinds of wrongdoing

and thought that you were doing good.

Yet you think you are doing good

ما لي رَأَيتُكَ تَطمئِن

ما لي رَأَيتُكَ تَطمئِن

نُ إِلى الحَياةِ وَتَركَنُ

نُ إِلى الحَياةِ وَتَركَنُ

Why do I see you feeling secure

I have never seen you be at peace

in life and relying on it?

And settled into life, tranquil and composed

يا ساكِنَ الحُجُراتِ ما

يا ساكِنَ الحُجُراتِ ما

لَكَ غَيرُ قَبرِكَ مَسكَنُ

لَكَ غَيرُ قَبرِكَ مَسكَنُ

O dweller in chambers, there is no

O dweller of rooms, what home do you have

dwelling for you but your grave.

Other than your grave, as a dwelling?

اليَومَ أَنتَ مُكاثِرٌ

اليَومَ أَنتَ مُكاثِرٌ

وَمُفاخِرٌ مُتَزَيِّنُ

وَمُفاخِرٌ مُتَزَيِّنُ

Today you vie for abundance,

Today you boast and show off

and boast and adorn yourself.

Adorned and self-important

وَغَداً تَصيرُ إِلى القُبو

وَغَداً تَصيرُ إِلى القُبو

رِ مُحَنَّطٌ وَمُكَفَّنُ

رِ مُحَنَّطٌ وَمُكَفَّنُ

And tomorrow you will go to the graves,

Yet tomorrow you will be laid in a tomb

perfumed for burial and shrouded.

Embalmed and shrouded

أَحدِث لِرَبِّكَ تَوبَةً

أَحدِث لِرَبِّكَ تَوبَةً

فَسَبيلُها لَكَ مُمكِنُ

فَسَبيلُها لَكَ مُمكِنُ

Turn to your Lord in repentance,

Repent sincerely to your Lord

for its path is open to you.

For the path to Him is open to you

وَاصرِف هَواكَ لِخَوفِهِ

وَاصرِف هَواكَ لِخَوفِهِ

فيما تُسِرُّ وَتُعلِنُ

فيما تُسِرُّ وَتُعلِنُ

And curb your desire for fear of Him,

And turn your desires to fearing Him

in what you conceal and reveal.

In private and in public

فَكَأَنَّ شَخصَكَ لَم يَكُن

فَكَأَنَّ شَخصَكَ لَم يَكُن

في الناسِ ساعَةَ تُدفَنُ

في الناسِ ساعَةَ تُدفَنُ

For it will be as though you had never been

It is as if your person never existed

among people, the moment you are buried.

Among people when you are buried

وَكَأَنَّ أَهلَكَ قَد بَكَوا

وَكَأَنَّ أَهلَكَ قَد بَكَوا

جَزَعاً عَلَيكَ وَرَنَّنوا

جَزَعاً عَلَيكَ وَرَنَّنوا

And as though your family had wept

And as if your family intensely grieved

in anguish over you and wailed.

And lamented over you

فَإِذا مَضَت لَكَ جُمعَةٌ

فَإِذا مَضَت لَكَ جُمعَةٌ

فَكَأَنَّهُم لَم يَحزَنوا

فَكَأَنَّهُم لَم يَحزَنوا

Then, when a week has passed over you,

But when a week has passed

it is as though they had never grieved.

It is as if they never mourned

الناسُ في غَفَلاتِهِم

الناسُ في غَفَلاتِهِم

وَرَحى المَنِيَّةِ تَطحَنُ

وَرَحى المَنِيَّةِ تَطحَنُ

People are in their heedlessness,

People are heedless

and death's millstone grinds.

As the mill of mortality grinds away

ما دونَ دائِرَةِ الرَدى

ما دونَ دائِرَةِ الرَدى

حِصنٌ لِمَن يَتَحَصَّنُ

حِصنٌ لِمَن يَتَحَصَّنُ

Against the circle of death, there is no

There is no fortress against fate's wheel

fortress for anyone seeking refuge.

Except for one who takes refuge in God