بَني حُمَيدٍ تَوَلّى العِزُّ أَوَّلُكُم
وَصارَ آخِرُكُم لِلذُلِّ وَالهَوَنِ
Sons of Humayd, glory favored the first of you,
O Banu Humayd, honor came to you first
while the last of you fell to abasement and humiliation.
And now humiliation and disgrace are your lot
أَبَت لَكُم أَن تَنالوا فَضلَ مَكرُمَةٍ
لِحى التُيوسِ وَأَعطافُ البَراذينِ
You were barred from attaining the distinction of a noble deed
Fate denied you the privilege of nobility
by billy goats' beards and packhorses' flanks.
The beards of foxes and the humps of camels
يَخزى عَدِيُّ وَزَيدٌ في قُبورِهما
مِن قَولِ حامِدِكُم يا عَزَّ حُفّيني
ʿAdi and Zayd are shamed in their graves
Adi and Zayd are shamed in their graves
by your Hamid's words: 'O ʿAzz, shave me!'
By the words of the one who praises you, O glorious Hufayn
وَفي أَبي جَعفَرٍ مَرأىً وَمُستَمَعٌ
مِمَّن يُسَلسَلُ في دَيرِ المَجانينِ
And Abu Jaʿfar has the look and sound
In Abu Ja'far there is a spectacle and a listener
of someone chained in the monastery of madmen.
Among those chained in the monastery of the insane
جَزلُ الرَقاعَةِ فَدمٌ يَدَّعي أَدَباً
وَلَيسَ يَفرُقُ بَينَ التينِ وَالطينِ
Full of foolishness, a dullard claiming literary learning,
A pretentious blood claims to be cultured
yet he cannot tell figs from clay.
Yet cannot tell a fig from mud
جَهمٌ عَبوسٌ عَلى ظَهرِ الخِوانِ لَهُ
تَفريقُ لَحظٍ كَأَطرافِ السَكاكينِ
Grim and scowling over the tabletop, his
A sullen brow frowns at the feast
darting glances are like the points of knives.
With glances cutting like knife blades
يُدنيكَ نائِلُهُ مِن غَيرِ مُرزِيَةٍ
وَنَيلُهُ مِن وَراءِ الهِندِ وَالصينِ
His bounty draws you near, at no expense to him,
He who desires it brings it near without aim
yet obtaining it lies beyond India and China.
And his desire comes from India and China
Sol 6.1