هَل في البِلادِ لِرِزقِ اللهِ مُفتَرَشٌ

هَل في البِلادِ لِرِزقِ اللهِ مُفتَرَشٌ

أم لا فَفِي جِلدِهِ مِن خُشنَةٍ بَرَشُ

أم لا فَفِي جِلدِهِ مِن خُشنَةٍ بَرَشُ

Is there, anywhere in the land, one who lies down awaiting God’s provision?

Is there a place in the land for Rizq Allah to lie down,

Or is there none? For a rough surface leaves his skin mottled.

or none? For his skin is mottled from roughness.

أضحى الصِّيَامُ مُنيحاً وَسطَ عَرصَتِنَا

أضحى الصِّيَامُ مُنيحاً وَسطَ عَرصَتِنَا

لَيتَ الصِّيامُ بأرضٍ دُونها حَرَشُ

لَيتَ الصِّيامُ بأرضٍ دُونها حَرَشُ

Fasting has come to kneel, like a camel, in the middle of our courtyard.

Fasting has become a shareless gaming arrow amid our courtyard;

Would that fasting were in some land cut off from us by rugged wilds!

if only fasting were in a land beyond thickets!

إن صُمتُ أوجَعَني بَطنِي وأقلَقَني

إن صُمتُ أوجَعَني بَطنِي وأقلَقَني

بين الجَوَانِحِ مسُّ الجُوعِ والعَطَشِ

بين الجَوَانِحِ مسُّ الجُوعِ والعَطَشِ

If I fast, my belly pains me and leaves me restless—

If I fast, my belly pains me, and I am troubled

within my ribs, from the pang of hunger and thirst.

between my ribs by the touch of hunger and thirst.

وإن خَرَجتُ بِلَيلٍ نَحوَ مَسجِدِهِم

وإن خَرَجتُ بِلَيلٍ نَحوَ مَسجِدِهِم

أضَرَّني بَصَرٌ قَد خانَهُ العَمَشُ

أضَرَّني بَصَرٌ قَد خانَهُ العَمَشُ

And if I go out by night toward their mosque,

And if I go out at night toward their mosque,

my eyesight troubles me—it has already been betrayed by bleary dimness.

my sight, betrayed by bleariness, brings me harm.