نَحنُ قَومٌ ما ذُكِرنا لِاِمريءٍ

نَحنُ قَومٌ ما ذُكِرنا لِاِمريءٍ

قَطُّ إِلّا وَاِشتَهى أَن لا يَرانا

قَطُّ إِلّا وَاِشتَهى أَن لا يَرانا

We are a people never mentioned to anyone

We are a people none mentioned us to a soul

without his wishing not to see us.

Except he wished that he would never see us

شِعرُنا مِثلُ الحرا ذُقتَ الحرا

شِعرُنا مِثلُ الحرا ذُقتَ الحرا

صَفعَ اللَهُ بِهِ أَصلَ لِحانا

صَفعَ اللَهُ بِهِ أَصلَ لِحانا

Our poetry is like shit—you have tasted shit;

Our poetry is like bitterness - taste the bitterness

may God slap the base of our beards with it.

God slapped our gums with it and made our origins smooth