لا تَنعمي بالاً ولا تَرقُدي

خَوفاً ولا تَستَشعِري الأمنا

Do not sleep soundly nor feel secure

In fear, nor sense that you are safe,

فإنَّ مقتُولَكِ ذُو مَعشَرٍ

يُسارِعُونَ الضَّرب والطَّعنا

For slain by you was one who had a clan

Swift to strike and stab in vengeance.

قالَت فألا عَرفُوا عِندَهُ

صَنِيعتي والفَضلَ والَمنَّا

She said: Do they not know of my grace

And favor shown, and all my bounty?

قَتلتُ مَعشُوقاً فأطلَقتُه

وكانَت الدُّنيا لَه سِجنا

I killed a lover and from prison freed him;

To him this world had been a dungeon.