قولا لشاعرنا الثقيل الاول ال

مربى بطلعته على الرقباء

Say to our heavy poet:

You were not raised to lord over necks.

يا ثاني الموت الزؤام وثالث الن

حيس انك رابع الشعراء

O you who come after death, misery, and disgrace,

You think you are the fourth of the poets?