1. اِني وبغداد كالمظلومِ من قَمَرٍ

    حُسْنٌ وليس وراء الحسنِ اِحسان

    With Baghdad, I am like one tormented by a moon:

    beauty—and beyond that beauty, no kindness.

  2. اُغْني بمدحي ولا اُغْنى بمكرمةٍ

    كمخيط السلك يكسو وهو عُريان

    I make others rich with my praise, yet no generous gift enriches me—

    like a threaded needle: it clothes others while itself is naked.