فَما عادَت لِذي يَمَنٍ رُؤوساً

فَما عادَت لِذي يَمَنٍ رُؤوساً

وَلا ضَرَّت بِفُرقَتِها نِزارا

وَلا ضَرَّت بِفُرقَتِها نِزارا

So she brought no chiefs to the people of Yemen,

No more are heads raised for one of wealth,

Nor did her departure harm Nizar;

Nor has parting with her harmed Nizar.

كَعَنزِ السَوءِ تَنطَحُ مَن خَلاها

كَعَنزِ السَوءِ تَنطَحُ مَن خَلاها

وَترأَمُ مَن يَحدُّ لَها الشِفارا

وَترأَمُ مَن يَحدُّ لَها الشِفارا

Like an ill-natured goat, she butts the one who fed her,

Like a wicked she-goat butting those who leave her

And loves the one who sharpens the blades for her.

And compliant to him who holds the bucket for her.