1. كم لائم لامني من تحت عافية

    والنار في كبدي مذكوّة الشعل

    How many a reprover has reproached me from the shelter of well-being,

    While the fire in my liver blazes, its flames stoked.

  2. وما به مثل ما بي من جوى كمد

    يهدى ويرقى رقى من دونها أجلي

    He feels nothing like the burning anguish of grief I feel.

    He offers guidance and recites charms, but my death comes before them.

  3. ناديته بعدما انسابت مواعظه

    حولي ولا تنتحي سمعي ولا تصل

    I called to him after his admonitions had flowed

    Around me, neither turning toward my ears nor reaching them:

  4. لا تكثر اللوم فيما أنت جاهله

    كم عاذل وهو متحاج إلى عذل

    Do not heap blame on what you do not understand.

    How many a reprover is himself in need of reproof!