أَلا هَزِئَت بِنا قُرَشِي
يَةٌ يَهتَزُّ مَوكِبُها
Alas, Qurayshi girl mocked me
With her shaking procession
رَأَت بي شيبَةً في الرَأ
سِ مِنّي ما أُغَيِّبُها
She saw me gray-haired
Yet my charm does not fade for her
فَقالَت أَبنُ قَيسٍ ذا
وَغَيرُ الشَيبِ يُعجِبُها
She said, son of Qais is still
Handsome despite the gray hair
رَأَتني قَد مَضى مِنّي
وَغَضّاتٌ صَواحِبُها
She saw vigor still dwells in me
Her girlfriends are jealous of her
وَمِثلِكِ قَد لَهَوتُ بِها
تَمامُ الحُسنِ أَعيَبُها
And one like you has flirted with her
Perfect beauty would not age for her
لَها بَعلٌ غَيورٌ قا
عِدٌ بِالبابِ يَحجُبُها
She has a jealous husband who waits
By the door to prevent her
يَراني هَكَذا أَمشي
فَيوعِدُها وَيَضرِبُها
He sees me walk like this
And threatens her and beats her
ظَلِلتُ عَلى نَمارِقِها
أُفَدّيها وَأَخلُبُها
I lingered by her carpets
Protecting her and deceiving him
أُحَدِّثُها فَتُؤمِنُ لي
فَأَصدُقُها وَأَكذِبُها
I talk to her and she believes me
I am truthful and lie to her
فَدَع هَذا وَلَكِن حا
جَةٌ قَد كُنتُ أَطلُبُها
Leave this, I have a need
I have been wanting to ask her
إِلى أُمِّ البَنينَ مَتى
يُقَرِّبُها مُقَرِّبُها
When will the mother of sons
Arrange for us to meet?
أَتَتني في المَنامِ فَقُل
تُ هَذا حينَ أُعقَبُها
She came to me in a dream and said
Now is the time, do not delay
فَلَمّا أَن فَرِحتُ بِها
وَمالَ عَلَيَّ أَعذَبُها
When I was delighted to see her
And she leaned towards me softly
شَرِبتُ بِريقِها حَتّى
نَهِلتُ وَبِتُّ أُشرِبُها
I drank her saliva until
I was quenched, and craved for more
وَبِتُّ ضَجيعَها جَذلا
نَ تُعجِبُني وَأُعجِبُها
And I slept in her embrace
Delighting her and she delighting me
وَأُضحِكُها وَأُبكيها
وَأَلبِسُها وَأَسلُبُها
I make her laugh and make her cry
Dress her and undress her
أُعالِجُها فَتَصرَعُني
فَأُرضيها وَأُغضِبُها
She fights me and I appease her
Anger her and please her
فَكانَت لَيلَةٌ في النَو
مِ نَسمُرُها وَنَلعَبُها
One night we talked till dawn
Flirting and having fun
فَأَيقَظَنا مُنادٍ في
صَلاةِ الصُبحِ يَرقُبُها
A caller for morning prayers awoke us
Watching over it and interrupting us
فَكانَ الطَيفُ مِن جِنِّي
يَةٍ لَم يُدرَ مَذهَبُها
It was an apparition of a female jinn
Who vanished before we knew
يُؤَرِّقُنا إِذا نِمنا
وَيَبعُدُ عَنكَ مَسرَبُها
Disturbs us when we sleep
And takes her away from you
لَمُصعَبُ عِندَ جِدِّ القَو
لِ أَكثَرُها وَأَطيَبُها
Mus'ab has the most and best
Of rhyming phrases
وَأَمضاها بِأَلوِيَةٍ
يَسُدُّ الفَجَّ مِقنَبُها
That fills the gaps
When she marches with her troops
إِذا خَرَجَت بِرابِيَةٍ
سَراياها وَمَوكِبُها
With God's help she prevails
Leading and conquering them
بِنَصرِ اللَهِ يَعلوها
وَيَمريها وَيَغلِبُها
Lighting her path when
Her star appears
وَيُذكيها بِكَفَّيهِ
إِذا ما لاحَ كَوكَبُها
