كَمْ مِنْ صديقٍ صدوقِ الودِّ تحسبُهُ

كَمْ مِنْ صديقٍ صدوقِ الودِّ تحسبُهُ

في راحةٍ ولديهِ الهمُّ والنَّكَدُ

في راحةٍ ولديهِ الهمُّ والنَّكَدُ

How many a friend, sincere in his affection, you suppose

How many a friend, sincere in affection, you deem

To be at ease, though worry and distress are with him.

At peace, while grief and sorrow his bosom teem!

لا تغبطنَّ بني الدنيا بنعمتهم

لا تغبطنَّ بني الدنيا بنعمتهم

فراحةُ القلبِ لم يظفَر بها أحدُ

فراحةُ القلبِ لم يظفَر بها أحدُ

Do not envy the children of this world for their prosperity,

Enjoy not the days of the world and its favors vain;

For no one has attained peace of heart.

The heart's repose not one of its gifts may gain.