1. يا ابنَ حرب كسوتني طَيْلَسَاناً

    يُزْرع الرَّفْوُ فيه وهو سِبَاخُ

    O son of Harb, you clothed me in a shawl;

    darning is sown in it, though it is salt-barren ground.

  2. عُد مَلِيَّاً قد ناطح الدهْرَ حتى

    كلُّ أركانه بهنَّ انْفِسَاخُ

    Go back a long while: it has butted heads with Time until

    every corner of it is coming apart.

  3. مات نُسَّاجُهُ ومات بَنُوهم

    وبدا الشيب في بَنيهم وشاخوا

    Its weavers died, and their sons died,

    and their sons turned gray and grew old.

  4. طيلسان إذا تداعت خُرُوقٌ

    بين أثنائه لهنَّ صُرَاخُ

    A shawl: whenever rents call to one another

    among its folds, they shriek.

  5. سرَّني صوتُه وقلت لصحبي

    لم يُصَوِّتْ إلاَّ وفيه طَبَاخُ

    Its sound delighted me, and I said to my companions:

    "It would not cry out unless it still had vigor."

  6. تستمرُّ الصُّدُوعُ طولاً وعرضاً

    فيه حتى كأنهنَّ رِخَاخُ

    The splits run lengthwise and crosswise

    through it, until they seem like chess rooks.

  7. نَسْرَ دهرٍ نسورُ لقمانَ والنَّسْ

    رَانِ إن قِسْتَها إليه فِراخُ

    A vulture of ages—Luqman's vultures and the two

    vultures, if you compare them with it, are fledglings.