1. May Allah relieve us of you, O foul one
You are the essence of an annoying bore

2. My brothers, a livelihood has busied me
With burdens that truly embitter living

3. Her tricks and wiles in her dealings
Are rotten, stinking - all excuses

4. Time does not wash its hands of her filth
Its hands have always been immersed in it

5. She makes water impure with her foulness
She is the hand of fate, fully soiled

6. No one who has seen her has prospered
Yet she is spread out before all peoples

7. Her stinginess has made me whip her
Engraved like the coat of a young tiger

8. I long for what was seen of you, Abu
Shaybah, O lowest of the low

9. You were content that she commit adultery and
Comes to you headlong

10. Mocking you, then counting herself
As having a rightful claim on you

11. No wonder a debauched one loves
One whose semen gushes forth

12. Likening her in depravity, ugliness,
Rottenness, and way of tying the waist

13. May Allah not let one who loves her live
As long as clouds carry rain