يا زَوجَةَ المِسكينِ مُقرانَ الَّتي
عَظُمَت عَلى المُتَطَرِّقينَ وَفاتُها
O wife of the poor Miqran, who is no more
She became too great for visitors, and her virtues passed away
خَلَتِ القُبورُ بِظَبيَةٍ عَهدي بِها
فيما يُقالُ لَذيذَةٌ خَلَواتُها
The graves have been emptied of a gazelle I knew
Though it is said her privacy was blissful
تَرَكَت عَلى المِسكينِ عِدَّةَ صِبيَةٍ
مِثلَ الفِراخِ تُخُرِّمَت أُمّاتُها
She left behind a number of orphans for the poor man
Like chicks whose mothers died
لَو كانَ أَحصَنَ بابَهُ أَو دارَهُ
قَلَّت بَنوها عِندَهُ وَبَناتُها
If only he had secured his home or house
His sons and daughters around him would be few
إِنَّ البِلادَ إِذا السُيولُ تَعاوَدَت
ساحاتِها غَمَرَ الفَضاءَ نَباتُها
When the floods keep coming back to the lands
Their fields are submerged by their plants
مُتَناوِمٌ إِن زارَها إِخوانُها
مُتَيَقِّظٌ إِن زارَها أَخَواتُها
Drowsy when visited by his brothers
Awake when visited by her sisters
إِمراتُهُ نَفَذَت عَلَيهِ أُمورُها
حَتّى ظَنَنّا أَنَّهُ إِمراتُها
Her affairs carried out on him their matters
That we almost thought that he was her subordinate
