قَد يَحُجُّ الفَتى وَيَغنى بِعِرسٍ

وَهوَ مِن صُرَّةِ اللُجَينِ صَرورَه

The young man may go on pilgrimage and sing of a wedding

While he is still under the control of immaturity

بِدَرُ المالِ مِثلُ بَدرِ الدُجى يُم

حَقُ مِن بَعدِ أَن يَتِمَّ ضَرورَه

Wealth is like the full moon in darkness, it gives

What is right after needs are met

حُجَّةٌ إِن أَقَمتَها لِضَعيفٍ

حِجَّةٌ في حُقوقِها مَبرورَه

The pilgrimage, if undertaken by the weak

Is a duty whose rights are fulfilled

أَيُّها المَرءُ إِنَّما أَنتَ كَالنَم

لَةِ تَغدو لِبُرَّةٍ مَجرورَه

O man, you are but like a mosquito

That goes in the morning to a rolled up rug

يَبعَثُ اللَهُ في نَهارٍ وَلَيلٍ

بَرَكاتٍ مِن رِزقِهِ مَدرورَه

God sends in the day and night

Continuous blessings and plentiful provision

ما لِباسُ التَقوى عَلى الناسِ لَكِ

نَّ ثِياباً عَلى الخَنى مَزرورَه

The clothes of piety are not like clothes

Worn for show and vanity

أَدفِئوا بِالطِعانِ بَينَ التَراقي

وَالحَوايا أَسِنَّةً مَقرورَه

Warm yourselves with calumny between apartments

And chambers, evil tongues cut short

قَد تُلاقي الحِمامَ في وَضَحِ اليَو

مِ نُفوسٌ بِصُبحِها مَسرورَه

You may meet with doves at dawn

Souls delighted with its morning

وَتَرى الحَقَّ يَستَنيرُ فَتَدري

أَنَّها في حَياتِها مَغرورَه

And you see truth shine so you know

That those lives were deluded