ياO أُمَّةًpeople فيin التُرابِthe dust هامِدَةًlifeless
يا أُمَّةً في التُرابِ هامِدَةً
تَجاوَزَmay He pardon اللَهُGod عَنconcerning سَرائِرِكُمyour secrets
تَجاوَزَ اللَهُ عَن سَرائِرِكُم
O people lying lifeless in the dust,
May God pardon what you kept hidden.
ياOh لَيتَكُمif only you لَمdid not تَطواyou lie with إِماءَكُمyour slave women
يا لَيتَكُم لَم تَطوا إِماءَكُم
وَلاand not دَنَوتُمyou drew near إِلىto حَرائِرِكُمyour free women
وَلا دَنَوتُم إِلى حَرائِرِكُم
Oh, if only you had not lain with your slave women,
Nor drawn near to your free women.
إِنِif اِستَرَحتُمyou found rest مِمّاfrom what نُكابِدُهُwe endure it
إِنِ اِستَرَحتُم مِمّا نُكابِدُهُ
فَنَحنُthen we مِنfrom بَعدُafterward فيin جَرائِرِكُمyour offenses
فَنَحنُ مِن بَعدُ في جَرائِرِكُم
If you have found rest from what we endure,
Then we, after you, still suffer for your offenses.
قَدalready خَطَبَsought in marriage الخاطِبونَthe suitors نُسوَتَكُمyour women
قَد خَطَبَ الخاطِبونَ نُسوَتَكُم
وَأَسكَتand silenced الحِسَّthe sound مِنfrom ضَرائِرِكُمyour co-wives
وَأَسكَت الحِسَّ مِن ضَرائِرِكُم
Suitors have already sought your women in marriage,
And the sound from your co-wives has been stilled.
ذَرَّscattered البِلىdecay فَوقَكُمover you رَمادَتَهُits ashes
ذَرَّ البِلى فَوقَكُم رَمادَتَهُ
وَلَمand did not تَعودواyou return إِلىto ذَرائِرِكُمyour fragrant powders
وَلَم تَعودوا إِلى ذَرائِرِكُم
Decay has scattered its ashes over you,
And you have not returned to your fragrant powders.
لَوif شاءَwilled رَبّيmy Lord أَمَرَّtwisted tight مُقتَدَراًbeing all-powerful
لَو شاءَ رَبّي أَمَرَّ مُقتَدَراً
ماwhat نَقَضَunraveled المَوتُdeath مِنof مَرائِرِكُمyour tightly twisted cords
ما نَقَضَ المَوتُ مِن مَرائِرِكُم
Had my Lord willed, He would, in His might, have twisted tight
The cords of yours that death unraveled.