قَد عَلِمَ الابناءُ مَن غلامُها
اذا الصراصيرُ اقشَعَرَّ هامُها
The sons have known whose servant he is
When the cockroaches bristled their worry
أنا ابنُ هيجاها معي زمامُها
لم أَنبُ عنها نبوةً أُلامها
I am the son of her madness, holding its reins
I did not turn away from it with assuaging prophecies
من طولِ ما جرَّبني أيامُها
لستُ كَمن حَلّ له حَرامُها
From the length of time her days have tested me
I am not like those for whom her unlawful is permitted
ولا ترى حانيةً أرحامُها
وليلةً قد بِتُّ ما أنامُها
Nor do you see a wet nurse caring for her child
Or a night where I slept, what sleep of mine!
أحييتها حتى انجلى ظلامُها
بذاتِ لَوثٍ ضَرِعٌ بغامُها
I revived her until her darkness receded
With a filthy being, a breast overflowing with worry
يهدي المطيَّ النجبَ اعتزامُها
وأمُّها في البيدِ واهتزامُها
The experienced guide leads the noble camel by its reins
While its mother panics in the wasteland
وبلدةٍ طامسةٍ أعلامُها
يضغو جميعاً بومُها وهامُها
And a darkened land with flags
They all worry and fret with their faces and heads
ان رزاماً غرّها قرزامها
قبيلةٌ اجملُها غُلامُها
If an inadequate man duped it, swindled it
A tribe whose boy is its worry
قبيلةٌ زبابُها كمامُها
لم تَدرِ ما موسى ولا سطّامُها
A tribe whose youths are its anxiety
It does not know what Moses or his wonders are
