1. Does Utbah the barber presume to insult me?
Absurd! One so wretched seeks my disfavor?

2. How many a shorn scalp have I never wronged?
He slept while in fear for his burrow quivering.

3. If you but knew, you misshapen fool,
You’d know in my satire you are stupid.

4. So know the free mother who bore you, whose tribe you are,
Whose ancient line and whose new line will be torn apart.

5. You dared to plunge in my sea and so perished there,
He who doubts it, knows you will drown.

6. By God, if you clung to pride itself
Like a dog, you’d find yourself still clinging.

7. Leave my company, you have no company, for I
In front and behind will ruin you.

8. How often amid the armies our swords made them rue
The blood they spilled as it flowed free.

9. Blindness led you to me - how strange!
A blind guide, a mute man who speaks!

10. Say you have not harmed me, while you
Sons of whores lie, and I speak true.