إِنَّ اِبنَ مَغراءَ عَبدٌ لَيسَ نائِلَنا

إِنَّ اِبنَ مَغراءَ عَبدٌ لَيسَ نائِلَنا

حَتّى يَنالَ بَياضَ الشَمسِ رانيها

حَتّى يَنالَ بَياضَ الشَمسِ رانيها

Indeed, Ibn Maghrāʾ is a slave who will not match us

The son of Mughira is not our ally

until one who gazes at the sun attains its whiteness.

Until he attains the whiteness of the radiant sun

تَبلى ثِيابُ بَني سَعدٍ إِذا دُفِنوا

تَبلى ثِيابُ بَني سَعدٍ إِذا دُفِنوا

تَحتَ التُرابِ وَلا تَبلى مَخازيها

تَحتَ التُرابِ وَلا تَبلى مَخازيها

The garments of the sons of Saʿd decay when they are buried

The clothes of Bani Sa'd fade when buried

beneath the earth, but their shameful deeds do not decay.

Under the soil, but their values do not fade

الآكِلينَ اللَوايا دونَ ضَيفِهِمُ

الآكِلينَ اللَوايا دونَ ضَيفِهِمُ

وَالقِدرُ مَخبوأَةٌ مِنها أَثافيها

وَالقِدرُ مَخبوأَةٌ مِنها أَثافيها

Those who eat the food kept in reserve, excluding their guest,

Those who eat the fodder and deprive their guest

and the cooking pot's hearthstones are hidden away;

While the pot is hidden from them in its cases

اللافِظينَ النَوى تَحتَ الثِيابِ كَما

اللافِظينَ النَوى تَحتَ الثِيابِ كَما

مَجَّت كَوادِنُ دُهمٌ في مَخاليها

مَجَّت كَوادِنُ دُهمٌ في مَخاليها

those who spit out date stones beneath their clothes, just as

Those who pick out the seeds from under their clothes

black, coarse-bred horses spit into their feedbags.

As if they were starving camels in their paddocks