رُفِعَتْ قصّةُ اشْتِقاقي ليَحْيى

رُفِعَتْ قصّةُ اشْتِقاقي ليَحْيى

فزَوى الوجْهَ رافِضاً للفُتوّهْ

فزَوى الوجْهَ رافِضاً للفُتوّهْ

The account of my derivation was submitted to Yahya.

My story of longing was raised to Yahya

So he frowned, spurning chivalry.

So he frowned, refusing madness

ورمَى بالكِتابِ ضُعْفَ اهْتِبالٍ

ورمَى بالكِتابِ ضُعْفَ اهْتِبالٍ

قُلْتُ يَحْيى خذِ الكِتابَ بقوهْ

قُلْتُ يَحْيى خذِ الكِتابَ بقوهْ

And he cast the book aside out of scant regard.

And he threw the book with weak pretense

I said, "Yahya, take the book with strength."

I said: "Yahya, take the book with strength"