ويلكِ يا قدَّ البَرَسْتُوجَهْ

ويلكِ يا قدَّ البَرَسْتُوجَهْ

ما أنت والله بمغْنُوجَهْ

ما أنت والله بمغْنُوجَهْ

Woe to you, O swallow-like figure!

Woe to you, O wide-faced one

By God, you are not coquettish.

By Allah you are not beautiful

يا كعبةً لِلنَّيْك منصوبةً

يا كعبةً لِلنَّيْك منصوبةً

لكنها ليست بمحجوجَهْ

لكنها ليست بمحجوجَهْ

O Kaaba erected for fucking,

O shrine for the pimps erected

yet one to which no pilgrimage is made.

Yet not forbidden

نِكنا فنكنا منك دُرَّاعةً

نِكنا فنكنا منك دُرَّاعةً

مِنْ قُبْلِها والدُّبْرُ مفروجَهْ

مِنْ قُبْلِها والدُّبْرُ مفروجَهْ

We fucked—and in you we fucked a tunic,

We took shelter in you

through its front, with the rear spread open.

With the front and back wide open

قد أُفضِيَ الطيزُ إلى فقْحَةٍ

قد أُفضِيَ الطيزُ إلى فقْحَةٍ

مفتوقة بالطعن مضروجَهْ

مفتوقة بالطعن مضروجَهْ

The ass has been laid open into an asshole,

The behind is exposed to the vagina

ripped open by thrusting, bloodied.

Split open, wounded, and gashed

فأنتِ في الفقحة مجروحةٌ

فأنتِ في الفقحة مجروحةٌ

وأنت في الكَعْثَبِ مَعْفُوجَهْ

وأنت في الكَعْثَبِ مَعْفُوجَهْ

So you are wounded in the asshole,

So you are wounded in the vagina

and pounded in the vulva.

Twisted in the jump

وأنتِ إن غنيت مَثْلُوجَةٌ

وأنتِ إن غنيت مَثْلُوجَةٌ

وأنت إن حدَّثتِ مفلوجَهْ

وأنت إن حدَّثتِ مفلوجَهْ

And if you sing, you are frozen stiff;

Whether you moan, stammering

and if you speak, you are palsied.

Or walk, wobbling

وإنْ تمشَّيتِ فَدُحْروجَةٌ

وإنْ تمشَّيتِ فَدُحْروجَةٌ

وإن تفجَّحْتِ ففَرُّوجَهْ

وإن تفجَّحْتِ ففَرُّوجَهْ

And if you walk about, you are a rolling ball;

Or talk big, scattering

and if you strut, you are a pullet.

We have uttered you, one to be uttered

لقد لَفظْنَا منكِ مَلْفُوظةً

لقد لَفظْنَا منكِ مَلْفُوظةً

وقد مججنا منك ممجوجَهْ

وقد مججنا منك ممجوجَهْ

Indeed, we have spat you out—a spat-out thing;

And we have penetrated you, one to be penetrated

and we have spewed you out—a spewed-out thing.

O cheek rough-hewn

يا جبهةً جلحاء مقْبُوبةً

يا جبهةً جلحاء مقْبُوبةً

وفَقْحَةً رسحاءَ محلُوجَهْ

وفَقْحَةً رسحاءَ محلُوجَهْ

O bald, cropped forehead,

And vagina rugged and twisted

and flat-bottomed, ginned asshole!

Were you stolen from God's apes

أمن مُسُوخِ الله مسروقة

أمن مُسُوخِ الله مسروقة

أم من مسوخ الله مَنْتُوجَهْ

أم من مسوخ الله مَنْتُوجَهْ

Were you stolen from God's monsters,

Or were you forged by God's blacksmiths?

or born of God's monsters?

The cup of sorrows did not make you sing

كأسُ الندامى ما تَغنَّيْتِهمْ

كأسُ الندامى ما تَغنَّيْتِهمْ

بالصَّابِ والعلقم ممزُوجَهْ

بالصَّابِ والعلقم ممزُوجَهْ

The drinking companions' cup, whenever you sing to them,

Mixed with urine and sticky drool

is mixed with spurge and colocynth.

So with the cups you are erased

فبالقَنَانِي أنت محذُوفةٌ

فبالقَنَانِي أنت محذُوفةٌ

وبالصواني أنت مَشْجوجَهْ

وبالصواني أنت مَشْجوجَهْ

So you are pelted with bottles,

And with the plates you are stirred

and gashed on the head with trays.

To you, O one whose mouth is a flask

إليكِ يا من فمُها قِرْبَةٌ

إليكِ يا من فمُها قِرْبَةٌ

وطيزها المهتُوك فَلُّوجَهْ

وطيزها المهتُوك فَلُّوجَهْ

Away with you, you whose mouth is a waterskin,

And whose worn behind is twisted

and whose ravaged ass is a tilled field!