يا عَلِيُّ الذي دَعَوْهُ عَلِيًّا

سِمَةً أَخْبَرَتْ عَنِ العَلْيَاءِ

O Ali, whom Ali has called

A mark that told of loftiness

أَنتَ كالماءِ غَيْرَ أَنْ لَسْتَ تَصْفُو

وقبيحٌ بالماءِ تَرْكُ الصَّفَاءِ

You are like water, though not pure

And it is ugly for water to lack clarity

أّيُّ فَضْلٍ للأَصدقاءِ إِذا كُنْ

تَ تراهم بحالةِ الأَعْداءِ

What virtue in friends if you

See them in the state of enemies

كُلّ يَوْمِ يأْتي بخَلْقٍ جديدٍ

غيرِ مستحسَن مِنَ الخُلَطَاءِ

Every day comes with new creations

Disliked from the impure

قد تّلّوَّنْتَ أَيها الشمسُ حتَّى

قُلْتُ أُلْبِسْت جِلْدَةَ الحرباءِ

You have changed colors oh sun, till

I said you have worn the skin of a chameleon