في جَنَّةٍ عالِيَةٍ

In a high and lofty paradise.

لا تَسمَعُ فيها لاغِيَةً

In it, you will hear no nonsense.

فيها عَينٌ جارِيَةٌ

Within it, a spring will flow.

فيها سُرُرٌ مَرفوعَةٌ

Therein, are raised couches.

وَأَكوابٌ مَوضوعَةٌ

With cups set at hand.

وَزَرابِيُّ مَبثوثَةٌ

And carpets spread out.

أَفَلا يَنظُرونَ إِلَى الإِبِلِ كَيفَ خُلِقَت

Don’t they look at the camels, and how they were created?

وَإِلَى السَّماءِ كَيفَ رُفِعَت

And the sky, how it is raised?

وَإِلَى الجِبالِ كَيفَ نُصِبَت

And the mountains, how they are anchored?

وَإِلَى الأَرضِ كَيفَ سُطِحَت

And the earth, how it is spread out?