أَرى لَكَ يا خَزرونَ لُبنانَ في الوَرى

أَحاديثَ صِدقٍ لا تُشابُ بِإِلباسِ

For you, O Khazrun, I see Lebanon as it truly is,

With words of honesty, no ambiguity in its attire,

مَقابِحُ شاعَت في البِلادِ بِأَسرِها

أَبَنتَ بِها فَضلَ الكِلابِ عَلى الناسِ

Its ugliness spread throughout the land,

You made it seem dogs were superior to people,

مَرَرتُ بِهِ مُستَعجِلاً لا لِحاجَةٍ

كَما مَرَّ مَخمورٌ بِدُكّانِ هَرّاسِ

I passed by it hurriedly though I had no need,

As a drunkard passes by the shop of a vintner,

فَأَحسَنَ بي إِذ لَم يَقُم لي مُؤَخِّراً

مِنَ النَتنِ ما اِستَنشَقتُهُ عِندَ جُلّاسي

He was gracious as he did not stop me,

From the stench I inhaled when near him,

وَجَعمَسَني مُستَخبِراً فَصَفَعتُهُ

فَقُمتُ بِلا أَنفٍ وَقامَ بِلا راسِ

And he asked me, so I slapped him,

I arose without a nose, he without a head.