إِذا وُلِدَ المَولودُ أَعمى وَجَدتَهُ

إِذا وُلِدَ المَولودُ أَعمى وَجَدتَهُ

وَجَدِّكَ أَهدَى مِن بَصيرٍ وَأَجوَلا

وَجَدِّكَ أَهدَى مِن بَصيرٍ وَأَجوَلا

When a child is born blind, you find him

When a newborn is born blind, you find him

By your fortune, more discerning than one who sees, and more far-ranging.

Your zeal guides better than the keen-sighted and more resolute

عَميتُ جَنيناً وَالذَكاءُ مِنَ العَمى

عَميتُ جَنيناً وَالذَكاءُ مِنَ العَمى

فَجِئتُ عَجيبَ الظَنِّ لِلعِلمِ مَعقِلا

فَجِئتُ عَجيبَ الظَنِّ لِلعِلمِ مَعقِلا

I became blind in the womb, and intelligence springs from blindness;

I was born blind, yet brilliance comes from blindness

So I came forth with wondrous intuition, a stronghold for knowledge.

I came wondrous in thought, a fortress for knowledge

وَغاضَ ضِياءُ العَينِ لِلقَلبِ فَاِغتَدى

وَغاضَ ضِياءُ العَينِ لِلقَلبِ فَاِغتَدى

بِقَلبٍ إِذا ما ضَيَّعَ الناسُ حَصَّلا

بِقَلبٍ إِذا ما ضَيَّعَ الناسُ حَصَّلا

And the eye's light sank into the heart, so he came to have

The light of the eye faded for the heart to trespass

A heart that gathered what other people let slip away,

With a heart that, when people squander, accumulates

وِشِعرٍ كَنورِ الرَوضِ لاءَمتُ بَينَهُ

وِشِعرٍ كَنورِ الرَوضِ لاءَمتُ بَينَهُ

بِقَولٍ إِذا ما أَحزَنَ الشِعرُ أَسهَلا

بِقَولٍ إِذا ما أَحزَنَ الشِعرُ أَسهَلا

And poetry like the meadow's blossoms, whose parts I harmonized

And poetry like the meadow’s light whose parts

With words that turn smooth whenever poetry grows rough.

I joined with words when poetry saddens, it flows smoother