لِنَفسِيَfor my soul إِنif تَنأَit departs عَنِfrom الجِسمِthe body رَوعَةٌdread
لِنَفسِيَ إِن تَنأَ عَنِ الجِسمِ رَوعَةٌ
كَرَوعَةِlike the dread of أُنثىa woman أُجلِيَتwas driven out عَنfrom دِيارِهاher dwellings
كَرَوعَةِ أُنثى أُجلِيَت عَن دِيارِها
My soul, should it draw away from the body, knows a terror
My soul, if it leaves the body, feels dread,
like that of a woman driven from her homeland.
Like a woman’s dread when driven from her home.
فَإِنfor if رَحَلَتit departs بِالرَغمِunder compulsion عَنfrom مُستَقَرِّهاits dwelling
فَإِن رَحَلَت بِالرَغمِ عَن مُستَقَرِّها
فَماthen ... not كانَwas سُكناهاits residing لَهُin it بِاِختِيارِهاby its own choice
فَما كانَ سُكناها لَهُ بِاِختِيارِها
And if, against its will, it leaves its resting place,
For if it leaves its dwelling against its will,
its dwelling there was never of its own choosing.
It did not dwell there by its own choice.
فَفوزواso win salvation بِنُسكٍthrough piety فيin الحَياةِlife وَثَبِّتواand make firm
فَفوزوا بِنُسكٍ في الحَياةِ وَثَبِّتوا
لِأَقدامِكُمfor your feet فيin الأَرضِthe earth قَبلَbefore اِنهِيارَهاits collapse
لِأَقدامِكُم في الأَرضِ قَبلَ اِنهِيارَها
So win salvation through devotion in life, and plant
So win salvation through piety in life, and steady
your feet firmly on the earth before it collapses.
Your feet on the earth before it crumbles.
وَإِنand if تُعظِمواyou exalt فيin دينِكُمyour faith جُمُعاتِكُمyour Fridays
وَإِن تُعظِموا في دينِكُم جُمُعاتِكُم
فَإِنَّthen indeed رِجالاًmen أُولِعَتhave become passionately devoted بِشِيارِهاto their Saturdays
فَإِنَّ رِجالاً أُولِعَت بِشِيارِها
Though in your faith you exalt your Friday observances,
And though you exalt your Fridays in your faith,
I know men whose souls are enamored of petty things.
Some men are passionately devoted to their Saturdays.
