1. You will be insulted and insults befit you,
Because you are worthy of insults, you wretch.

2. So you have come from a distant land,
Led by stupidity or driven by it.

3. Debauchery befits you, you man,
Worthy for debauchery to befit.

4. You attempt to leave me blind,
With no path for what you attempt.

5. For you are spineless or tired,
So how dare you oppose me, you wretch?

6. And you claim your poetry is like mine,
Say "No way! No way!, O carnelian!"

7. I can, if I one day want poetry,
Do what you cannot endure.

8. For I was tried in it before you
Until it was clear I was the pioneering expert.

9. Your poetry was not old poetry.
And the best poetry is the old.

10. And you were not established in its veins,
While I am established in its veins.

11. Had you met me, you would have touched fire
When you said its path was treacherous.

12. But al-Jurdani pulled you from me
To where partridges whitened with pomade turn.

13. So either make peace, as a caring brother is
Caring to him, and he will be caring to you,

14. Or it seemed to me your mind was disturbed
And you do not please or excel,

15. And you are an ignorant man who knew nothing
And your trait is braying and neighing,

16. And inform me that you do not pray
And were not a fasting, trustworthy, honest man,

17. You were wicked in origin and race.
Thus the origin is followed by branches.