شكتني ثريا إلى والديا

وقالت فتاكم تجنى عليا

Thuriya complained of me to my parents

And said, "Your son wrongs me!"

حسا الخمر حتى استطارت هداه

فشد وألوى على ناهديا

Intoxicated by wine until he lost his mind

He grabbed and twisted my breasts

وبالرغم مني ترضب ثغري

وطوق نحري ولاكَ المحيا

And despite me, he strikes my lips

And collars my neck, biting my cheeks

قد امتص شهدي وزعفر وردي

وعاثت يداه برمانتيا

He has sucked my mead and saffron rose

His hands roaming over my pomegranates

أتى كل هذا وولى فخلى

فؤادي وقيداً وعيني ريا

All this has happened and passed

Leaving my heart chained and my eyes watering

وظلت ثريا تغالي وتبكي

فهاج بكاها بكا والديا

And Thuriya continues to boast and cry

Her cries arousing the cries of my parents

وفاوض أمي ابي في فتاها

وقال إلام تماديه غيا

My mother negotiated with my father about his boy

And said, "Why let him continue in ignorance?"

فقالت سيصحى وأسديه نصحي

ولا ذنب إلا لتلك الحميا

He said, "He will sober up and I will advise him

The only fault is that damned wine!"

متى جاء أخلو به في خبائي

وأكتن خديه بين يديا

"When he comes, I will seclude myself with him

And hide his cheeks between my hands

وأمتص من فيه خمراً حساها

فيصحى من السكر شيئاً فشيا

And suck the wine from his mouth

So he will sober up from the drunkenness"

فقالت ثريا إذا كان هذا

الدواء دواه كليه إليا

Thuriya said, "If this is the cure,

Give it all to me!"

أنا بامتصاص المراشف أدرى

وما اعتاد فوه سوى شفتيا

"I know more about sucking pillows

And his mouth is not used to anything but my lips"