ياO واعِظَadmonisher الناسِthe people عَمّاagainst what أَنتَyou فاعِلُهُdoing it
يا واعِظَ الناسِ عَمّا أَنتَ فاعِلُهُ
ياO مَنone who يُعَدُّis counted عَلَيهِagainst him العُمرُthe lifespan بِالنَفَسِby the breath
يا مَن يُعَدُّ عَلَيهِ العُمرُ بِالنَفَسِ
O you who admonish people against what you yourself do,
O preacher of men for what you yourself do
O you whose lifespan is counted against you breath by breath,
O you upon whom life is counted by breaths
اِحفَظprotect لِشَيبِكَfor your gray hair مِنfrom عَيبٍa fault يُدَنِّسُهُdefiles it
اِحفَظ لِشَيبِكَ مِن عَيبٍ يُدَنِّسُهُ
إِنَّindeed البَياضَwhiteness قَليلُlittle الحَملِtolerance لِلدَنَسِfor filth
إِنَّ البَياضَ قَليلُ الحَملِ لِلدَنَسِ
Protect your gray hair from a fault that defiles it;
Protect your old age from disgrace that soils it
Indeed, whiteness has little tolerance for filth.
Whiteness bears little dirt and filth
كَحامِلٍlike a carrier لِثِيابِof the clothes الناسِthe people يَغسِلُهاhe washes them
كَحامِلٍ لِثِيابِ الناسِ يَغسِلُها
وَثَوبُهُand his garment غارِقٌsteeped فيin الرِجسِfilth وَالنَجَسِand impurity
وَثَوبُهُ غارِقٌ في الرِجسِ وَالنَجَسِ
Like one carrying people's clothes, washing them,
Like one who washes people's clothes
while his own garment is steeped in filth and impurity.
While his own clothes are sunk in filth and impurity
تَبغيyou seek النَجاةَsalvation وَلَمyet have not تَسلُكyou follow طَريقَتَهاits path
تَبغي النَجاةَ وَلَم تَسلُك طَريقَتَها
إِنَّindeed السَفينَةَthe ship لاnot تَجريsails عَلىon اليَبَسِdry land
إِنَّ السَفينَةَ لا تَجري عَلى اليَبَسِ
You seek salvation, yet have not followed its path;
You seek salvation but do not walk its path
Indeed, a ship does not sail on dry land.
A ship does not sail on dry land
رُكوبُكَyour riding النَعشَthe bier يُنسيكَmakes you forget الرُكوبَriding عَلىupon
رُكوبُكَ النَعشَ يُنسيكَ الرُكوبَ عَلى
ماwhat كُنتَyou used to تَركَبُride مِنof بَغلٍa mule وَمِنand of فَرَسِa horse
ما كُنتَ تَركَبُ مِن بَغلٍ وَمِن فَرَسِ
Your ride on the bier will make you forget riding upon
Riding the bier makes you forget riding
whatever you used to ride—mule and horse.
What you used to ride of mule and horse
يَومَon the day القِيامَةِof Resurrection لاno مالٌwealth وَلاand no وَلَدٌchild
يَومَ القِيامَةِ لا مالٌ وَلا وَلَدٌ
وَضَمَّةُand the tight embrace القَبرِthe grave تُنسيmakes one forget لَيلَةَthe night العُرسِthe wedding
وَضَمَّةُ القَبرِ تُنسي لَيلَةَ العُرسِ
On the Day of Resurrection, neither wealth nor child avails;
On the Day of Resurrection there is no money or child
and the grave's tight embrace makes you forget the wedding night.
And the narrowness of the grave makes you forget the wedding night