قصُرَتْ شنطفٌ وقلَّتْ وذلَّتْ

غيرَ بظر تجرُّه كالطِّحالِ

Her purse shrank, diminished, and declined,

Nothing left but a swollen clitoris to pull along.

ضُيِّقتْ عينُها ووُسِّع فُوها

ومشقُّ استِها وثَقبُ المبال

Her eye narrowed and her mouth gaped wide,

The gap of her legs and the hole of her anus laid bare.

فهي شيءٌ كأنّما صاغهُ اللَّ

هُ لصفع القفا وقفدِ القذال

She's a sight, as if molded by the Maker

To slap cheeks and couple with the wretched.

وهي تختالُ بين بُرقعِ قبحٍ

وقميصٍ من الضَّنى والهزالِ

Strutting about in a gown of ugliness

And a shift of distress and emaciation.

وإذا ما تنادرتْ رخُصَ الثل

جُ وأضحى فحمُ الغضا وهْو غالِ

When cheap dates are handed around

She grabs the burnt ember though it's expensive.

قردةٌ نردةٌ نواةٌ حصاةٌ

بومةٌ ثومةٌ عظامٌ بوالي

An ape, a sow, a kernel, a pebble,

An owl, a garlic clove, just skin and bones.

لو غدا طولُ بظرِها لقناةِ ال

ظهرِ منها لألحقتْ بالطوالِ

If her clitoris were to extend to the canal

Of her back, it would join the tall.

بنتُ سبعين بل ثمانين بل تس

عينَ بل ضعفُها من الأحوالِ

A woman of seventy, no, eighty, no, ninety years old,

Nay, twice as much from her condition I'm told.

ضامرٌ وجهُ طيزها غيرَ تركي

يٍ ولكن ينموزجيُّ السُّؤال

Withered is the face of her bottom, not Turkish

But wrinkled with questioning.

صاح بي عُمرُها وقد غازلتني

لا تُعرِّجْ بدارسِ الأطلال

Her age shouted at me as I flirted,

"Do not loiter in the ruins!"

طالبتني بأن أنيك وما القِر

دُ ولو حلّ نيكهُ بحلالِ

She asked me to fuck her, but I won't sully

My cock, even if she offered it free.

قلتُ ميلي إلى القرودِ بصُغْرٍ

ليس لفْقُ النِّكالِ غيرَ النكالِ

I said, "My taste tends toward little monkeys,

For the act of fucking is nothing but fucking."

قالت الخَلقُ كلُّهم قد قَلَوْنِي

قلتُ أعييتِ حيلةَ المحتالِ

She said, "All people call me beautiful."

I said, "You've exhausted the tricks of tricksters."