زنبورُ يا خنزير يا ابنَ الزانية

شرفٌ لأمِّكَ أن تُسمّى زانيه

You pig, son of a whore, dishonor to your mother

Zanbur, you swine, you son of a whore!

Who should be called a whore

Even the name "whore" is an honor your mother ill deserves.

للَه أمّكَ أوسعت تنوالَها

فضلاً عن الناس الكلاب العاويه

By God, your mother widened her vagina

God help your mother! She spread her favors far too wide,

Beyond people, dogs, and wolves

Not merely to men, but to the howling dogs outside.

تتصاعد الزناءُ فوق مراقها

كتصاعد الحبشان فوق الداليه

Whoring rises above her uterus

The fornicators climb upon her soft, exposed belly,

As Africans rise above valleys

Scrambling like Abyssinians up a tall grapevine.

عقرت عجوزك في الحياء وأنّها

في النار أشرف من عجوزِ معاويه

You killed your old woman in shyness that she

Your old hag was barren of shame, and truly she,

Is in hell, nobler than Muawiyah's old woman

Is nobler in Hellfire than Muawiyah’s ancient dame.

سبقت لهندٍ في المكارم دعوةٌ

قالت عجوزُكَ مثلها في الهاويه

She excelled over Hind in generosity

Hind claimed a reputation for noble virtues long ago,

Your old woman said the likes of her are in hell

Yet your old woman claims the same within the abyss below.

زنبورُ يشتمني ولكن أمُّهُ

كانت على ما كان تنعمُ بالي

You pig insults me while your mother

Zanbur dares insult me, yet his mother all the while,

Enjoyed what she enjoyed through me

Used to find her bliss in the very state of me.

لا ينطقن فرخُ الزنا إلّا إذا

أخرجتُ من وجعائهِ جرذانيه

The bastard chicks speak only when

Let not this brood of adultery speak a single word,

I bring out from their crevices my rats

Unless I withdraw my rod from his battered rear.

أمّا وأيري صمّةٌ لعجانهِ

فسكونهُ أهيا لهُ في خابيه

As for the deafness of your reckless one

For while my shaft remains a stopper for his hole,

Silence, silence to it in hiding

His silence suits him better, hidden like dregs in a jar.

فلئن رأى ولدُ الخبيثةِ أنّه

ناج عليّ وقد بسطتُ لسانيه

If the son of the wicked one sees that he

If the son of that foul wretch believes he can survive,

Whispered about me and I unleashed my tongue

Safe from my wrath when I have unfurled my tongue—

حتى يميّزَ في المجالس بيننا

ويُقاسَ بين هجائهِ وهجائيه

Until he distinguishes in gatherings between us

Let the gatherings judge and distinguish between us two,

And is measured between his and my insults

And measure his feeble satire against this verse of mine.

ما كان لي خطرٌ ولكن قلتُ لا

أو أفضح ابنَ اللؤم في ذي الناحيه

I had no idea but said no

He was beneath my notice, of no worth, yet I said "No,"

Or I will expose the son of villainy there

I must expose this son of baseness in this very place.

ولقد جمعتُ عجوزهُ وتجمّعت

وشفيتُ من هذه وتلك فؤاديه

I gathered his old woman and healed

I gathered up his mother, and she gathered herself near,

From this and that my heart

And from her and him, I satisfied my burning heart.

هذاكَ وسط البيتِ يُنكح باركاً

قدَماً وتُنكح أمُّهُ في الزاويه

There he is, in the middle of the house, getting fucked in the ass

There he is, kneeling in the center of the house, taking the thrust,

While his mother gets fucked in the corner

As of old, while his mother gets plowed in the corner apart.

فتحاكَما حسداً إليّ وأحسدا

حتى قسمتُ عليهما أصحابيه

They envied me to the point of judging between us

They vied for my attention, filled with jealous greed,

And I set my friends against them

Until I divided my companions between the two of them.

وتقول أكبرهنّ حين دفعتُه

من خلفها فيها على عَدوانيه

The oldest one said when I shoved into her from behind

And the old hag cried out as I drove it home,

Don't take me from behind my lord

Ramming it from behind in my aggression:

لا تأخذنّي من ورائي سيّدي

واغمد فخذني هاك من قدّاميه

And sheathe my thigh, here it is from the front

"Do not take me from behind, my lord!" she begged,

It's the same if you try it my lord

"Sheathe it! Take me! Here, from the front instead!"

سيّان لو جرّبته يا سيدي

ما بين قدّامي وبين ورائيه

Between the front and the back

"It feels the same if you would only try it, master,

You pig, not when I escaped and my ground met

Whether you enter my front or breach my rear."

زنبورُ لا حين النجا وقد التقت

أرضي عليك بحاصبي وسمائيه

Yours with my axis and my heavens

Zanbur, there is no time to flee, now that fate has struck,

I was isolated from this affliction, son of whoring

My earth and sky have closed upon you with a storm of stones.

قد كنتُ من هذا البَلا في عزلةٍ

يا ابنَ الزناءِ فلم تسعكَ العافيه

But wellbeing did not suit you

I had kept myself apart from this filth and plague,

So may you be evicted from my homes

You son of adultery, but peace was not enough for you.

فلتأتينّكَ من بيوتي شرّدٌ

تبلى الجبالُ وأنّها لكماهيه

Mountains wear out but they are firm

Now wandering verses from my house shall hunt you down,

Verses that endure as mountains crumble into dust.