ومِنْand among نَكَدِthe vexations of الدُّنْياthis world إِذاwhen ماan emphatic particle تَعَذَّرتْprove difficult
ومِنْ نَكَدِ الدُّنْيا إِذا ما تَعَذَّرتْ
أُمورٌmatters وإِنْand even if عُدَّتْare reckoned صِغاراًsmall عَظائِمُformidable
أُمورٌ وإِنْ عُدَّتْ صِغاراً عَظائِمُ
And one of life's vexations is that, when they prove difficult,
When life's affairs are thwarted, though small,
matters, though reckoned small, become formidable.
they loom large.
إِذاwhen رمتُI try بِالمِنْقاشِwith tweezers نَتْفَto pluck أَشاهِبيmy gray hairs
إِذا رمتُ بِالمِنْقاشِ نَتْفَ أَشاهِبي
أُتيحare offered لَهاfor them مِنْfrom بَيْنِهنamong them الأَداهِمُthe black hairs
أُتيح لَها مِنْ بَيْنِهن الأَداهِمُ
When I try with tweezers to pluck my gray hairs,
When I pluck grey hairs with tweezers, inevitably
the black ones among them are offered in their stead.
some dark ones come out among them.
فَأَنْتُفُso I pluck ماwhat أَهْوىI love بِغَيْرِwithout إِرادَتيmy will
فَأَنْتُفُ ما أَهْوى بِغَيْرِ إِرادَتي
وأَتْركُand I leave ماwhat أَقْليI loathe وأَنْفِيَand my nose راغِمُrubbed in the dust
وأَتْركُ ما أَقْلي وأَنْفِيَ راغِمُ
So I pluck what I love against my will,
I discard what I desire against my will
and leave what I loathe, my nose rubbed in the dust.
and abandon what I abhor, though reluctant.