فَيالَكَ من أَيرٍ جُزيتَ شَرَّا

أَقَمتُهُ حتى إِذا اكفَهَرَّا

Oh what an evil companion you are

I hosted him until he scowled

واضطَرَبَت أَعرَاقُه ودَرَّا

عادَ إِليَّ وَجهُهُ مُزورَّا

His veins throbbed and gushed

He turned to me with a fake face

أُريدُ جَوَّاً ويُريدُ بَرَّا

كأنَّهُ صاحِبُ ذَنبٍ فَرَّا

I wanted harmony, but he wanted conflict

As if he had committed a shameful sin

كَأَنَّما ألقِمَ شَيئاً مُرَّا

وما عَلَيكَ أن يُقال زُرَّا

As if he had swallowed something bitter

It's not right that you're being blamed