لِيَكفِكَ حاسداً حَسَدُهْ

لِيَكفِكَ حاسداً حَسَدُهْ

وما تَصْلى به كَبِدُهْ

وما تَصْلى به كَبِدُهْ

Let an envier's envy suffice you against him,

To stop an envier envying,

And that which makes his liver burn.

And the liver he prays with,

فلو أسْعرته ناراً

فلو أسْعرته ناراً

لكانت دون ما يجدُهْ

لكانت دون ما يجدُهْ

For if you burned him with fire,

If I set him on fire,

It would fall short of what he feels.

It would be less than what he feels,

وذي حسدٍ يكاشِرُني

وذي حسدٍ يكاشِرُني

وتحت جَنانه رَصدُهْ

وتحت جَنانه رَصدُهْ

And many an envious man grins at me,

And he who envies me closely,

While beneath his heart lies his ambush.

With malice beneath his eyelids,

يبيتُ إذا تذكَّرني

يبيتُ إذا تذكَّرني

وحمّى خَيْبَرٍ تَرِدُهْ

وحمّى خَيْبَرٍ تَرِدُهْ

He spends the night, whenever he remembers me,

When he remembers me at night,

With Khaybar's fever visiting him.

The fever of Khaibar burns him,

ويرمَدُ حين يبصرني

ويرمَدُ حين يبصرني

فَدام بعينه رَمدُهْ

فَدام بعينه رَمدُهْ

And his eyes grow inflamed when he sees me—

And he throws me angry looks,

So may the inflammation in his eye endure!

May his eyes be forever sore,

أصيبُ سَواء مقتله

أصيبُ سَواء مقتله

على أنْ لستُ أعتمدُهْ

على أنْ لستُ أعتمدُهْ

I strike the very center of his vital spot,

I care not if he perishes,

Though I do not deliberately aim at it.

For I do not rely on him.