لَستُ بِذي ثَلَّةٍ مُؤنّفَةٍ

لَستُ بِذي ثَلَّةٍ مُؤنّفَةٍ

آقِطُ أَلبانَها وَأَسلؤُها

آقِطُ أَلبانَها وَأَسلؤُها

I am no owner of a flock fed on fresh pasture,

I am not one who gathers riches

whose milk I turn into dried curds and clarified butter.

Milking them dry and hoarding them