يا نَفسُ جِسمُكِ سِربالٌ لَهُ خَطَرٌ

يا نَفسُ جِسمُكِ سِربالٌ لَهُ خَطَرٌ

وَما يُبَدِّلُ في حالٍ بِسِربالِ

وَما يُبَدِّلُ في حالٍ بِسِربالِ

O soul, your body is a garment of worth,

O soul, your body is a garment that is endangered

And in no circumstance is it exchanged for another garment.

And does not change with any condition to another garment

قَد أَخلَقَتهُ اللَيالي فَاِترُكيهِ لَقىً

قَد أَخلَقَتهُ اللَيالي فَاِترُكيهِ لَقىً

فَما يَزينُكِ لُبسُ المُخَلقِ البالي

فَما يَزينُكِ لُبسُ المُخَلقِ البالي

The nights have worn it out, so leave it cast aside;

The nights have made it old, so leave it worn out

For wearing the threadbare and worn-out does not adorn you.

For the wearing of decrepit garb does not adorn you

فَإِن خَرَجتِ إِلى بُؤسي فَوا حَرَجي

فَإِن خَرَجتِ إِلى بُؤسي فَوا حَرَجي

وَإِن نُقِلتِ إِلى نُعمى فَطوبى لي

وَإِن نُقِلتِ إِلى نُعمى فَطوبى لي

So if you depart into misery—oh, my anguish!

If you go out to my misery, then woe is my plight!

And if you are carried into bliss, then blessed am I!

And if you are transferred to my bliss, then blessed am I!