إِذا ما بِعتَني كوزاً بخطِّ

إِذا ما بِعتَني كوزاً بخطِّ

فَخَطي ما بَدا لكِ أَن تَخطي

فَخَطي ما بَدا لكِ أَن تَخطي

Whenever you sell me a drinking-cup on credit,

If you sell me as a cup with your writing

If you sell me a jug on a tally,

charge me whatever you see fit to write down.

Then write what you wish to write

then draw whatever lines you wish to draw,

وَزيدي ثُمَّ زيدي ثُمَّ زيدي

وَزيدي ثُمَّ زيدي ثُمَّ زيدي

عَليَّ وَغَلِّظي بِاللَهِ شَرطي

عَليَّ وَغَلِّظي بِاللَهِ شَرطي

And add more, then more, then more—

And add more, then add more, then add more

and add more, then add more, then add more

to my account; by God, make my terms severe.

Of conditions about me, and thicken your pact by God

against me, and by God, make my terms severe!

وَصُبِّي في أُبيريقٍ صَغيرٍ

وَصُبِّي في أُبيريقٍ صَغيرٍ

كَأَنَّ الأذنَ مِنهُ رجعُ حُطّي

كَأَنَّ الأذنَ مِنهُ رجعُ حُطّي

And pour it into a little ewer,

And pour into a small jug

And pour it into a little ewer,

whose handle seems an echo of “Set it down!”

As if its ear is the returning of its spout

whose handle curves like the sweeping script of 'Hutti'.