هَذي الحَياةُ مَسافَةٌ فَاِصبِر لَها

هَذي الحَياةُ مَسافَةٌ فَاِصبِر لَها

كَيما تَبينَ وَأَنتَ غَيرُ مَلومِ

كَيما تَبينَ وَأَنتَ غَيرُ مَلومِ

This life is a distance to traverse, so bear it patiently,

This life is a journey, so be patient with it

So that you may depart without blame.

Until the truth becomes clear while you are blameless

مَن لي بِناجِيَةٍ سَفيهَةِ مُدلِجٍ

مَن لي بِناجِيَةٍ سَفيهَةِ مُدلِجٍ

فَالعيسُ لَم تَحمَد ذَواتِ حُلومِ

فَالعيسُ لَم تَحمَد ذَواتِ حُلومِ

Who will bring me a swift she-camel, a night traveler's headstrong mount?

Who can I complain to, an ignorant blamer

For the pale camels have not praised those of sound judgment.

For the night birds did not praise the beautiful necks

روحُ الظَلومِ إِذا هَوَت فَإِذا اِرتَقَت

روحُ الظَلومِ إِذا هَوَت فَإِذا اِرتَقَت

فَكَأَنَّما هِيَ دَعَوةُ المَظلومِ

فَكَأَنَّما هِيَ دَعَوةُ المَظلومِ

The oppressor's soul, when it falls and then rises,

The spirit of injustice, when it falls, and when it rises

Is as though it were the prayer of the oppressed.

It is as if it is the call of the wronged one

أَمّا رُكابُ الجودِ فَهيَ عَواطِبٌ

أَمّا رُكابُ الجودِ فَهيَ عَواطِبٌ

وَسَرى الأَنامُ عَلى رِكابِ اللُومِ

وَسَرى الأَنامُ عَلى رِكابِ اللُومِ

As for the riding camels of generosity, they are doomed;

As for the riders of generosity, they are flirts

And humankind traveled by night on the camels of baseness,

And people flow on the heels of blamers

في عالَمٍ أَخَذَ الإِلَهُ عُقولَهُم

في عالَمٍ أَخَذَ الإِلَهُ عُقولَهُم

فَغَدَوا جَميعُهُمُ بِلا مَعلومِ

فَغَدَوا جَميعُهُمُ بِلا مَعلومِ

In a world where God has taken away their minds,

In a world where God took their minds

So they all became bereft of knowledge.

So they all became without knowledge