خلقتI was created عَلىin the face of ريبvicissitudes الحَوادثevents صابِراًpatient
خلقت عَلى ريب الحَوادث صابِراً
وَفيand in كُلevery حالcondition لِلمُهيمنto the All-Watchful One شاكِراgrateful
وَفي كُل حال لِلمُهيمن شاكِرا
I was created patient in the face of life's vicissitudes,
I was created patient in the face of misfortunes
and grateful to the All-Watchful One in every condition.
Thankful to the Overseer in every state
لَئَنeven if كانَwas حَظيmy fortune نائِمasleep السَعيstriving فيamong الوَرىhumankind
لَئَن كانَ حَظي نائِم السَعي في الوَرى
فَطَرفيَyet my eye لَمnot يَبرَحceases عَلىfor المَجدglory ساهِراkeeping vigil
فَطَرفيَ لَم يَبرَح عَلى المَجد ساهِرا
Even if my fortune lies asleep in its striving among humankind,
If my fortune sleeps in seeking glory on earth
yet my eye has never ceased keeping vigil for glory.
My eyes have not ceased to stay awake for glory
وَأَهليand my kin وَإِنand though كانواthey were صُدورleading figures أَوليthose possessing النَهىintellect
وَأَهلي وَإِن كانوا صُدور أَولي النَهى
فَلاyet not أَشتَهيI desire فيin الدَهرlife إِلّاexcept المَقابِراthe graveyards
فَلا أَشتَهي في الدَهر إِلّا المَقابِرا
And though my kin were foremost among the wise,
And my family, though they are bosoms of those who forbid
yet in life I desire nothing but graveyards.
I desire in life only tombs
تُسيءُmistreat بِيَme الأَيامthe days حَتّىuntil كَأَنَّهاas though they
تُسيءُ بِيَ الأَيام حَتّى كَأَنَّها
تَرانيَthey see me مِنfrom بَعدafter التَجارُبthe trials جابِراJabir
تَرانيَ مِن بَعد التَجارُب جابِرا
The days mistreat me, until it is as though
The days do me wrong until it is as though
after the trials, they take me for Jabir.
After trials, they see me enduring
فَلاso never زلتyou cease ياO مَنصورMansur تُؤنسyou soothe وَحشةloneliness الthe
فَلا زلت يا مَنصور تُؤنس وَحشة ال
سقيمsick man إِذاwhen أَمسىhe reaches evening مِنfrom الداءِthe illness حائِراbewildered
سقيم إِذا أَمسى مِن الداءِ حائِرا
So may you never cease, O Mansur, to soothe the loneliness of the
So I have not ceased, O Mansur, to comfort the loneliness of
sick man, when evening finds him bewildered by illness.
The sick man when evening finds him confused by illness