ولِكلِّ أُنثى ضَرَّةٌ

والعدلُ ضَرَّة أُمِّه

Every woman has a flaw,

And justice is the flaw of her mother,

فَطِنٌ يُناقِشُها الحِسا

بَ عَلى لَياليَ عَمِّه

So the perceptive son discusses it

During the nights of his uncle,

باتَت مُجانِبَتي عَلي

هِ وكنتُ أوفِرُ قسمِه

My estrangement from him became heavy on me,

While I was generous with his allotment,

حتَّى إذا الخَلالُ

خَلاها وفَرَّ بِجُرمِهِ

Until when the intimate friend

Deserted him and fled with his crime,

هَذا الفُضولُ بعَينِه

ألا قَنِعت بِعلمِهِ

This meddler with his own eyes,

If only he had been satisfied with his knowledge.