نَخشى السَعيرَ وَدُنيانا وَإِن عُشِقَت

نَخشى السَعيرَ وَدُنيانا وَإِن عُشِقَت

مِثلُ الوَطيسِ تَلَظّى مِلؤُهُ سُعُرُ

مِثلُ الوَطيسِ تَلَظّى مِلؤُهُ سُعُرُ

We fear the blazing fire, yet our world, though beloved,

I fear Hell and this world, even if I loved it

Is like a furnace ablaze, filled with flames.

Like raging fire, filled with raging flames

ما زِلتُ أَغسِلُ وَجهي لِلطَهورِ بِهِ

ما زِلتُ أَغسِلُ وَجهي لِلطَهورِ بِهِ

مُسياً وَصُبحاً وَقَلبِيَ حَشوُهُ ذُعُرُ

مُسياً وَصُبحاً وَقَلبِيَ حَشوُهُ ذُعُرُ

I keep washing my face, seeking purification thereby,

I keep washing my face for purity through it

Evening and morning, while my heart is filled with dread.

In the morning and evening, while my heart is filled with dread

كَأَنَّما رُمتُ إِنقاءً لِحالِكِهِ

كَأَنَّما رُمتُ إِنقاءً لِحالِكِهِ

حَتّى اِتَّقاني بِصافي لَونِهِ الشَعَرُ

حَتّى اِتَّقاني بِصافي لَونِهِ الشَعَرُ

As though I sought to cleanse its darkness,

As if I was throwing the darkness of my state

Until the hair shielded itself from me with its pure hue.

Until my hair attained the purity of its color