رَباع أَقَبُّ البَطْنِ جَأْبٌ مُطَرَّدٌ

بِلَحْيَيْهِ صَكُّ المُغْزياتِ الرَواكِلِ

A sturdy belly and a skinny frame

His flowing beard strikes down the licentious and vain

فَما تَرَكَا مِنْ عُوذَةٍ يَعْرِفَانِها

وَلا رُقَيْةٍ إِلَّا بِها رَقَيَانِي

No talisman exists they do not know

No invocation but through it I'm blessed and grow