When

the sun

is wrapped up

And when

the stars

fall losing their luster

And when

the mountains

are moved away

And when

the full-term she-camels

(are) left untended

And when

the wild beasts

are gathered

And when

the seas

are made to overflow

And when

the souls

are paired

And when

the female infant buried alive

is asked

For what

sin

she was killed

And when

the pages

are laid open

And when

the sky

is stripped away

And when

the Hellfire

is set ablaze

And when

Paradise

is brought near

Will know

a soul

what

it has brought

But nay

I swear

by the retreating planets

Those that run

(and) disappear

And the night

when

it departs

And the dawn

when

it breathes

Indeed it

(is) surely a word

(of) a Messenger

noble

Possessor of

power

with

(the) Owner of

the Throne

secure

One to be obeyed

and

trustworthy

And not

(is) your companion

mad

And certainly

he saw him

in the horizon

the clear

And not

he (is)

on

the unseen

a withholder

And not

it

(is the) word

(of) Shaitaan

accursed