عَجَباً لِلمُطمَئِنّينَ بِدُنيا

عَجَباً لِلمُطمَئِنّينَ بِدُنيا

لَيسَ فيها إِلى البَقاءِ سَبيلُ

لَيسَ فيها إِلى البَقاءِ سَبيلُ

I marvel at those who feel secure in a world

Wonder at those content with this life

Where there is no path to lasting life.

In it no path leading to eternity

حَشَيتَ بِالمُنَغَّصاتِ وما فيها

حَشَيتَ بِالمُنَغَّصاتِ وما فيها

يا أَخي مِنَ السُرورِ فَتيلُ

يا أَخي مِنَ السُرورِ فَتيلُ

Filled with vexations, and in it there is not

You've filled it with worries, yet none therein

Even a thread of joy, my brother.

My brother, of happiness has kindled spark