1. Fire, shame, hate, and sickness,
Killing, crucifixion, tyranny, and the cross,

2. Are sweeter and more delicious
Than a youth who freely gives,

3. You will never freely give, O dog, O mongrel.
I complained of you, but when I complained

4. You were angry, may that anger and wrath persist.
O sons of Lahy'an, what is my plight and yours,

5. And in the lands there are cries and turmoil.
Obstinacy in me unlike any other,

6. Except for your own in your being Arabs.
You lied, one of proper lineage and manners,

7. Does not criticize one of proper manners.
I am of great wonder I repeat among you,

8. And in my wonder at your blame, wonder.
'Ayyash has no wealth in properties, no wealth,

9. Nor do properties have, in one who has fallen, wealth.
O most people, your promises, their fulfillment breach,

10. And most people, all your words, lies.
You spent time plundering the adornments of this world,