لَعَمرُكَ ما العَجَبُ العاجِبُ
سِوى غَنَوِيٍّ لَهُ حاجِبُ
By your life, the astonishing marvel is nothing
By your life, there is no wonder of wonders
but a Ghanawī with a doorkeeper,
But a crooner who has an eyebrow
وَمَوتِ الحُقوقِ فَلا يائِسٌ
يَرُدُّ غُلامىً وَلا راغِبُ
and the death of rights: neither a despairing man
And the death of rights, yet no one despairs
sends my servant back, nor a hopeful one.
To claim my youth or ask
وَلَولا اِبنُ عَمروٍ وَتَسويفُهُ
لَما غَرَّني الأَمَلُ الكاذِبُ
And were it not for Ibn ʿAmr and his procrastination,
And if not for Ibn 'Amr and his procrastination
false hope would not have deceived me.
Hope's lies would not have deluded me
Sol 6.1