أَمّا الرَغيفُ لَدى الخِوا

أَمّا الرَغيفُ لَدى الخِوا

نِ فَمِن حَماماتِ الحَرَمْ

نِ فَمِن حَماماتِ الحَرَمْ

As for the loaf at the dining table,

The loaf of bread with the monks

it is one of the doves of the Sanctuary:

Is from the doves of the sanctuary

ما إِن يُمَسُّ وَلا يُجَس

ما إِن يُمَسُّ وَلا يُجَس

سُ وَلا يُذاقُ وَلا يُشَمْ

سُ وَلا يُذاقُ وَلا يُشَمْ

it is never touched, nor felt,

It is not touched, sniffed or tasted

nor tasted, nor smelled.

Yet appears fresh and stale

وَتَراهُ أَخضَرَ يابِساً

وَتَراهُ أَخضَرَ يابِساً

يابى النُفوس مِن الهَرَمْ

يابى النُفوس مِن الهَرَمْ

And you see it green and dry,

It makes souls shrivel and age

spurning appetites because of its age.