أَلَم تَرَ في اِبنِ أَبي خَرزَةٍ

يُحِبُّ عُجاباً كَما قَد زَعَم

Have you not seen the son of Abi Kharzah

Claiming to love Ujab as he alleges

وَلَيسَ بِكَفَّيهِ مِن حُبِّها

سِوى أَن يُدَلِّكَ أَو يَحتَلِم

Yet he has nothing to show of his love

Except to caress you or have a wet dream

إِذا باتَ سَكرانَ مِن حُبِّها

وَأَصبَحَ مِن جوعِهِ مُتَّخِم

When he sleeps drunk with love for her

And wakes up famished and starved

فَيا لَكَ مِن عاشِقٍ مُفلِسٍ

أَخي صَبوَةٍ موسِرٍ مِن عَدَم

What a bankrupt lover you are, my friend

A rich man in pretense and fantasy

وَنُبِّئتُهُ زارَها لِيلَةً

تُبيلُ الحِمارَ مِنَ القُرِّ دَم

I told him he visited her one night

That would make a donkey bleed from lust

عَلَيهِ قَميصٌ لَهُ واحِدٌ

يَقُصُّ عَلَيكَ حَديثَ الأُمَم

He had but one shirt to his name

That would tell you tales of nations

فَغَنَّت فَآثَرَها بِالقَميصِ

وَغودِرِ عُريانَ كَالمُستَحِم

So she sang and he gave her his shirt

And was left naked like one bathing

وَغَنّى وَقَد ضَرَبَتهُ الشَمالُ

وَأَصبَحَ مِن بَردِها قَد صُدِم

He sang on as the north wind struck him

And was left shattered by its cold

أَخَذتِ بُرَيدي فَاِعرَيتَني

وَأَورَثتِ جِسمِيَ طولَ السَقم

You have taken away my health

And caused my body prolonged sickness