وَعَمياءَ لَم تَجنح إِلى الخَير مَرَةً

وَعَمياءَ لَم تَجنح إِلى الخَير مَرَةً

وَلَم تَرَ شَيئاً مِن حَميد خِصال

وَلَم تَرَ شَيئاً مِن حَميد خِصال

And a blind one that never once inclined toward goodness,

Blindness has never inclined to good, not once,

And never saw any praiseworthy qualities:

Nor seen any praiseworthy trait.

هِيَ النَفس لا كانَت وَلا كانَ فعلَها

هِيَ النَفس لا كانَت وَلا كانَ فعلَها

أَشد وَأَدهى مِن وُقوع نِبال

أَشد وَأَدهى مِن وُقوع نِبال

It is the soul—would that neither it nor its action had ever existed—

It is the soul that did not exist, nor did its deeds,

Fiercer and more calamitous than the striking of arrows.

More painful and grievous than arrows falling.

عَسى اللَهُ يَشفي مِن أَذاها ضَمائِري

عَسى اللَهُ يَشفي مِن أَذاها ضَمائِري

وَيُبعدني عَنها لِأَحسَن حالِ

وَيُبعدني عَنها لِأَحسَن حالِ

May God heal my inner depths of its harm,

May God cure my conscience of its harm

And distance me from it, toward a better state.

And distance me from it to a better state.