مُتَخَمِّطٌ في غَمرَةٍ مُتَهَتِّكُ

ما إِن يُبالي أَيَّ وَجهٍ يَسلُكُ

Wallowing in decadent darkness, without care

For which path he takes in life's tangled snare,

يَكفيكَ خِزياً أَنَّ عَقلَكَ دائِباً

يَبكي عَلَيكَ وَأَنَّ وَجهَكَ يَضحَكُ

Shame enough your reason weeps constantly

While your face laughs on in mockery,

لا تَفتِكَنَّ عَلى الكُؤوسِ بِشُربِها

فَهِيَ الَّتي إِن مُتَّ قَبلَكَ تَفتِكُ

Do not destroy yourself with cups of wine

For they in turn will come to destroy you in time,

كَم بِتَّ تَأخُذُها وَباتَ مُنادِمٌ

لَكَ وَهوَ يَأخُذُ مِنكَ ما لا يَترُكُ

How often you take them as boon companions all night

While they slowly take from you more than you can fight,

أَصبَحتُ عَنكَ لِعُظمِ جُرمِكَ مُمسِكاً

وَكَذا إِذا ذُكِرَ القُضاةُ فَأَمسِكوا

I withhold from you for your crimes are so immense,

And so too when judges are mentioned, withhold and be silent.