1. بِحِكمَةِ خالِقي طَيّي وَنَشري

    وَلَيسَ بِمُعجِزِ الخُلّاقِ حَشري

    By my Creator's wisdom come my folding and unfolding;

    nor is my resurrection beyond the Creator's power.

  2. وَقَد رَفَقَ الَّذي أَوصى أُناساً

    بِعُشرٍ في الزَكاةِ وَنِصفِ عُشرِ

    And gentle was he who enjoined on people

    a tenth in alms, and half a tenth.

  3. إِذا رَشِرَت أَكُفٌّ مِن رِجالٍ

    فَما أَولى أَنامِلَهُم بِأَشرِ

    When men's palms grow greedy,

    then how deserving their fingertips are of the saw!

  4. أُحِبُّكِ أَيُّها الدُنِّيا كَغَيري

    وَأَشراني قِلاكِ وَلَستُ أُشري

    I love you, O world, as others do;

    and your scorn has provoked me, though I provoke no one.

  5. وَنَهوى العَيشَ فيكِ مَعَ الرَزايا

    وَما طَوَّلتِ مِن خِمسٍ وَعِشرِ

    And we love life in you, despite calamities

    and the five- and ten-day waits for water you prolong.

  6. وَهَذا الدَهرُ بَشَّرَ بِالمَنايا

    فَلِم فَرِحَت بِبَشرٍ أُمُّ بِشرِ

    And this age has brought glad tidings of death;

    so why did Bishr's mother rejoice in a mortal?

  7. تَخوّنَ أَربَعي وَمَضى بِخَمسي

    وَأَعلَقَ في حِبالِ الشَمسِ عَشري

    It has worn away my four and carried off my five,

    and hung my ten in the sun's cords.

  8. سُطورٌ نَحنُ نَكتُبُها لَيالٍ

    مَداها كَالمُدى غَرِيَت بِقَشرِ

    The lines we write are nights;

    their reach is like knives bent on flaying.