أَعلَمتُ عُتبَةَ أَنَّني

مِنها عَلى شَرَفٍ مُطِلُّ

I made Utbah aware that I

Am on the verge of leaving her

وَشَكَوتُ ما أَلقى إِلَي

ها وَالمَدامِعُ تَستَهِلُ

And I complained of what I endure

While tears begin to spill

حَلّى إِذا بَرِمَت بِما

أَشكو كَما يَشكو الأَذَلُّ

She feigned sympathy for my plight

As the lowly complain of their sorrow

قالَت فَأَيُّ الناسِ يَع

لَمُ ما تَقولُ فَقُلتُ كُلُّ

I said "Who doesn't know what I say?"

"And who doesn't love and get shamed?

وَمَنِ الَّذي يَهوى فَلا

يُزهى عَلَيهِ وَلا يُذَلُّ

Who doesn't get humbled or feel debased?"