نَفَقتَ نُفوقَ الحِمارِ الذَكَر
وَبانَ ضُراطُكَ مِنّا فَمَر
You died the death of a male ass,
You expired like a male donkey's fart
and your farting left us, then passed away.
And your flaws became exposed, like a loose waist wrap
يَقولُ الطَبيبُ بِهِ فالِجٌ
فَقُلتُ كَذَبتَ وَلَكِن قَصَر
The physician says, 'He has palsy.'
The doctor says you're suffering from paralysis
So I said, 'You lie; rather, it is a beast's neck disease.'
But I said you lied, he's just deficient
وَقَد يُتَوَقَّعُ مَوتُ الحِما
رِ إِلّا بِبَعضِ مَنايا الحُمُر
And an ass's death may indeed be expected
And the death of a donkey is seldom expected
only through one of the deaths that befall asses.
Except through some other donkeys' demises
فَقَدنا يَهودِيَّ قُطرُبُّلٍ
وَما فَقدُناهُ بِإِحدى الكُبَر
We have lost the Jew of Qutrubbul,
So we lost a Jew, Al-Qutrobol
and our loss of him is no great calamity.
And we didn't lose him through one of the major calamities
عُلَيجٌ يَدينُ بِأَن لا إِلَ
هَ وَأَن لا قَضاءَ وَأَن لا قَدَر
A little foreign lout who professes that there is no god,
Al-Ulaij who professes there's no God
and no divine decree, and no predestination;
And no ordainment and no destiny
وَشَتّامَةٌ لِصِحابِ النَبِي
يِ يُزجَرُ عَنهُم فَما يَنزَجِر
and a relentless abuser of the Prophet's Companions:
And who insults the Prophet's companions
he is warned to leave them alone, yet will not desist.
Yet he's not deterred from that, how strange!
إِذا جَحَدَ اللَهَ وَالمُرسَلي
نَ فَكَيفَ نُعاتِبُهُ في عُمَر
If he denies God and the messengers,
If he denies God and the messengers
then how can we reproach him over Umar?
How can we blame him for denying a life
وَساوَرَ دِجلَةَ لَولا الحَيا
ءُ لِيَقطَعَ جِريَتَها بِالبِدَر
And, but for shame, he would have assailed the Tigris
He flanked the Tigris River, if not for dignity
to cut off its flow with bags of coin.
He would have severed its flow with his penis
فَأَينَ الخَليفَةَ عَمّا أَعَدَّ
وَعَمّا أَفادَ وَعَمّا اِدَّخَر
So where is the caliph regarding what he laid by,
Where is the Caliph regarding what was brewed
and what he acquired, and what he hoarded?
And what was gained and what was prepared?
أَيَترُكُ ما كانَ مُستَخفِياً
فَكَيفَ بِتَركِ الَّذي قَد ظَهَر
Will he leave untouched what was hidden?
Will he leave what was done secretly?
Then how could he leave what has come to light?
How can he with what has been made public?
لَهُ خَلَفٌ مِثلُ غَرزِ الجَرا
دِ بَعيدونَ مِن كُلِّ أَمرٍ يَسُر
He has offspring like the spawn of locusts,
They have supporters like desert thorns
far from anything that brings delight.
Far from any matter of goodness and ease
أَيَعقوبَ أَختارُ أَم صالِحاً
وَما فيهِما مِن خِيارٍ لِحُر
Shall I choose Yaqub or Salih?
Will he choose Jacob or Salih,
And neither is a worthy choice for a freeborn man.
When neither of them is up to leading a free man
وَكُنتُ وَكانا كَما قيلَ لِل
عِبادِيِّ أَيُّ حِمارَيكَ شَرّ
And my case with those two was like the question put to the
But they are closer to mule- and donkey-like men
Ibadi: 'Which of your two asses is worse?'
The little one, whose evil is blatant and apparent
عَلى أَنَّ أَدناهُما سَنخَةً
صَغيرُهُما الفاحِشُ المُحتَقَر
Though the baser of the two in stock
Is the son of Al-Qumashiyyah today refraining
is the younger, foul-mouthed and despised.
From sins, or insisting upon them unapologetically?
هَلِ اِبنُ القُماشِيَةِ اليَومَ لي
مُقيمٌ عَلى الذَنبِ أَم يَعتَذِر
Is al-Qumashiyya's son today, in his conduct toward me,
Does he remember nights of his mother
persisting in his offense, or offering an apology?
Through the darkness of her veils in the pre-dawn hours?
وَهَل يَذكُرَنَّ سُرى أُمِّهِ
بِلَيلٍ وَدَلجَتِها في السَحَر
And does he truly remember his mother's night journey,
And does he know that I'm a man
by night, and her travels before dawn?
Who won't tolerate those who offend him
وَهَل يَعلَمَنَّ بِأَنّي اِمرُؤٌ
عَلى ما يَسوؤُهُمُ مُقتَدِر
And does he truly know that I am a man
A band of immoral men persisted with sin
able to do whatever will distress them?
Baring their asses and stubby penises
عِصابَةُ سوءٍ تَمادى بِها
ضُراطُ الحَميرِ وَخَضمُ البَقَر
A wicked band, among whom run unchecked
And it doesn't sadden me that they have become
the farting of asses and the chomping of cattle.
Disgraced in a house of evil and impurity
وَما ساءَني أَنَّهُم أَصبَحوا
مِنَ الخِزيِ في دارِ شَرٍّ وَعَر
And it did not grieve me that they ended up
And indeed the son of Azrah weeps
through disgrace, in an abode of evil and mange.
Over a blemish he himself cloaked
وَإِنَّ اِبنَ عَزرَةَ مُستَعبِرٌ
يُبَكّى عَلى خَلَلٍ قَد دَثَر
And Ibn Azra is indeed in tears,
The dripping tears on his cheek are slightest to me
made to weep over a hole now obliterated.
Compared to being drenched on the day of sprinkling
فَأَهوِن عَلَيَّ بِتِلكَ الدُمو
عِ تَرَقرَقَ في الخَدِّ أَو تَنحَدِر
So how little those tears mean to me,
Perhaps Abu Al-Saqr will clear for us
whether they shimmer on the cheek or stream down!
The darkness of adversities with a radiant day
لَعَلَّ أَبا الصَقرِ يَجلو بِنا
ظَلامَ الخُطوبِ بِيَومٍ أَغَرّ
Perhaps Abu al-Saqr will dispel for us
A young man whose family raised him high
the darkness of calamities with a radiant day.
To where the stars rise and shine
فَتىً رَفَعَت بَيتَهُ وائِلٌ
إِلى حَيثُ تَرقى النُجومُ الزُهُر
A young man whose house Wa'il has raised
to where the bright stars ascend.
Sol 6.1