أَقولُ وَالهَمُّ زَميلُ رَحلي

أَقولُ وَالهَمُّ زَميلُ رَحلي

يَعرُقُني مِطالُهُ وَيُبلي

يَعرُقُني مِطالُهُ وَيُبلي

I say, with sorrow sharing my saddle,

I say, and worry is my traveling companion

Its lingering gnaws at me and wears me out,

It exhausts me with its persistence, and wears me out

وَلا أَرى مِن زَمَني ما يُسلي

وَلا أَرى مِن زَمَني ما يُسلي

مَن يَشتَري مِنّي جَميعَ فَضلي

مَن يَشتَري مِنّي جَميعَ فَضلي

And I see nothing in my days to console me:

And I see no respite in my time that would console me

Who will buy all my merit from me

Who will buy from me all of my excess

بِساعَةٍ مِن عَيشِ أَهلِ الجَهلِ

بِساعَةٍ مِن عَيشِ أَهلِ الجَهلِ

كُنتُ أَرى العَقلَ نِفاقَ مِثلي

كُنتُ أَرى العَقلَ نِفاقَ مِثلي

For an hour of the life of the ignorant?

For an hour of the life of the ignorant

I used to think intellect made one like me sought after;

I used to see reason as hypocrisy like me

فَصارَ أَدنى ضائِرٍ لي عَقلي

فَصارَ أَدنى ضائِرٍ لي عَقلي

But my intellect became my nearest source of harm.

So my reason has become the lowest loss for me