إِنّي هَزِئَتٌّ مِن أُمِّ الغَمرِ إِذ هَزِئَت

إِنّي هَزِئَتٌّ مِن أُمِّ الغَمرِ إِذ هَزِئَت

بِشَيبِ رَأسي وَما بِالشَيبِ مِن عارِ

بِشَيبِ رَأسي وَما بِالشَيبِ مِن عارِ

Indeed, I scoffed at Umm al-Ghamr when she scoffed

I was mocked by the mother of calamities when she mocked

at the gray hair of my head; yet there is no disgrace in gray hair.

The gray hair on my head, yet gray hair is no disgrace

ما شَقوَةُ المَرءِ بِالإِقتارِ يُفتَرُهُ

ما شَقوَةُ المَرءِ بِالإِقتارِ يُفتَرُهُ

وَلا سَعادَتُهُ يَوماً بِإِكثارِ

وَلا سَعادَتُهُ يَوماً بِإِكثارِ

A man's wretchedness is not in poverty that weakens him,

A man's misery is not from poverty that disgraces him

nor is his happiness ever in amassing wealth.

Nor is his happiness ever from abundant wealth

إِنَّ الشَقِيَّ الَّذي في النارِ مَنزِلُهُ

إِنَّ الشَقِيَّ الَّذي في النارِ مَنزِلُهُ

وَالفَوزُ فَوزُ الَّذي يَنجو مِنَ النارِ

وَالفَوزُ فَوزُ الَّذي يَنجو مِنَ النارِ

Indeed, the wretched one is he whose dwelling is in the Fire,

Indeed wretched is he whose abode is the Fire

and triumph is the triumph of whoever escapes the Fire.

And triumph belongs to him who is saved from the Fire

أَعوذُ بِاللَّهِ مِن أَمرٍ يُزَيِّنُ لي

أَعوذُ بِاللَّهِ مِن أَمرٍ يُزَيِّنُ لي

لَومَ العَشيرَةِ أَو يُدني مِنَ العارِ

لَومَ العَشيرَةِ أَو يُدني مِنَ العارِ

I seek refuge in God from anything that makes attractive to me

I seek refuge in God from a matter that makes alluring to me

my clan's reproach, or brings me close to disgrace,

The blame of my clan or that brings me closer to disgrace

وَخَيرِ دُنيا يُنَسّي شَرَّ آخِرَةٍ

وَخَيرِ دُنيا يُنَسّي شَرَّ آخِرَةٍ

وَسَوفَ يُنبِئُني الجَبارُ أَخباري

وَسَوفَ يُنبِئُني الجَبارُ أَخباري

and from worldly good that makes me forget the evil of the hereafter.

The best of worldly life makes one forget the evil of the Hereafter

And the Almighty will tell me of my deeds.

And soon the Almighty will inform me of my chronicles

لا أَقرَبُ البَيتَ أَحبو مِن مُؤَخِّرَهِ

لا أَقرَبُ البَيتَ أَحبو مِن مُؤَخِّرَهِ

وَلا أُكَسِّرَ في اِبنِ العَمِّ أَظفاري

وَلا أُكَسِّرَ في اِبنِ العَمِّ أَظفاري

I do not approach the house, crawling from its rear,

I do not favor the front room of the house over its back room

nor do I break my fingernails against my paternal cousin.

Nor will I clip the fingernails of my cousin's son

أَن يَحجِبِ اللَهَ أَبصاراً أُراقِبُها

أَن يَحجِبِ اللَهَ أَبصاراً أُراقِبُها

فَقَد يَرى اللَه حالَ المُدلَجِ الساري

فَقَد يَرى اللَه حالَ المُدلَجِ الساري

If God conceals the eyes I watch for,

Lest God obstruct the sights I monitor

then God surely sees the state of one setting out and traveling by night.

For God may see the state of one hiding in the dark