تراني لستُ أُحسِنُ نظمَ لفظٍ
يَزِينُ جليلَهُ المعنى الدقيقُ
You see me: I am no master at composing words
whose stately form is adorned by meaning fine and subtle.
ولكن لا تَدِقُّ بناتُ فكري
إذا ما قيلَ قد فنيَ الدقيقُ
Yet the daughters of my thought fashion nothing fine
whenever it is said, “The fine flour has run out.”
Sol 5.6