بَني سَوّارَ إِن رَثَت ثِيابي

وَكَلَّ عَنِ العَشيرَةِ فَضلُ مالي

O my friends, if my clothes are worn

And my wealth no longer benefits the family

فَمُطَّرَحٌ وَمَتروكٌ كَلامي

وَتَجفوني الأَقارِبُ وَالمَوالي

Then my words are discarded and neglected

And my relatives and loyalists shun me

أَلَم أًكٌ مِن سَراةِ بَني نُعَيمٍ

أَحُلُّ البَيتَ ذا العَمَدِ الطِوالِ

Was I not from the chiefs of Bani Nu'aym

Who inhabited the house with the tall pillars?

وَحَولي كُلُّ أَصيَدَ تَغلَبِيٍّ

أَبِيُّ الضَيمِ مُشتَرَكُ النَوالِ

Around me were all the prey of Taghlib

Generous, who shared food without reserve

إِذا حَضَرَ الغَداءُ فَغَيرُ مُغنٍ

وَيُغني حينَ تَشتَجِرُ العَوالي

When it was time to eat, I was not in need

And I was sufficient when calamities stirred

وَأَبقَوني فَلَستُ بِمُستَكينٍ

لِصاحِبِ ثَروَةٍ أُخرى اللَيالي

They left me, and I am not destitute

To the man of riches who counts the nights

وَلا بِمُمَسِّحِ المُثرينَ كَيما

أُمَسِّحَ مِن طَعامِهِم سِبالي

Nor am I the flatterer of the wealthy

So I may wipe from their food my moustache

أَنا اِبنُ العَنبَرِيَّةِ أَزَّرَتني

إِزارَ المَكرُماتِ إِزارَ خالي

I am the son of Anbar, who clothed me

With the waist wrapper of honours, my uncle's waist wrapper

فَإِن يَكُن الغِنى مَجداً فَإِنّي

سَأَدعو اللَهَ بِالرِزقِ الحَلالِ

So if wealth is glory, then I

Will call on Allah for lawful provision