تُشادُ المَغاني وَالقُبورُ دَوارِسُ

وَلا يَمنَعُ المَطروقَ بابٌ وَحارِسُ

Songs and tombs are guarded by spears,

No door or guard can stop the fated one.

يَقولونَ إِنَّ الدينَ يُنسَخُ مِثلَ ما

تَوَلَّت بِإِقبالِ الحَنيفَةِ فارِسُ

They say religion itself can be abrogated,

As it was when the Hanifa turned towards Persia.

وَمَهما يَكُن فَاللَهُ لَيسَ بِزائِلٍ

وَيَجني الفَتى مِن بَعدُ ماهُوَ غارِسُ

But no matter what, God does not disappear,

And man will reap what he has sown.

أَرى مَقِرّاً في آخَرِ العَيشِ كائِناً

نَسيتَ لَهُ ما أَطعَمَتكَ الجَوارِسُ

I see my final home awaiting me,

You've forgotten what the neighbors have fed you.

أَيا قَيلُ إِنَّ النارَ صالٍ بِحَرِّها

مُقيمُ صَلاةٍ وَالمُهَنَّدُ وارِسُ

They say hellfire fiercely burns,

While the religious one prays and the debauched carouses.

وَبِالرَملَةِ الشَعثاءِ شَيبٌ وَوِلدَةٌ

أَصابَهُمُ مِمّا جَنَيتَ الدَهارِسُ

In the sands are gray hair and childbirth,

Reaping what the harvesters have sown.

فَأَبعِد مِنَ الصَفراءِ وَاليَومُ واقِدٌ

وَأَدنِ مِنَ الشَقراءِ وَاللَيلُ قارِسُ

Keep away from the yellow one in daylight,

And draw near the blonde one in the dark of night.

وَقَد ظَهَرَت أَملاكُ مِصرَ عَلَيهُمُ

فَهَل مارَسَت مِن ظُلمِها ما تُمارِسُ

Egypt's rulers have now appeared over them -

Are their oppressions as cruel as they used to be?

وَأَحسَنُ مِنكُم في الرَعيَّةِ سيرَةً

طُغُجُّ بنُ جُفٍّ حينَ قامَ وَبارِسُ

Better than you in treating the flock,

Was Thujj bin Juf when he stood up and rebelled.

وَبِالحَظِّ يُدعى تابِعُ القَومِ سَيِّداً

وَتَأكُلُ آسادَ العَرينِ الهَجارِسُ

By luck the people's follower becomes the master,

And the wolves eat the lions in their dens.

تُقيمُ عَلى الدَهرِ الفَوارِسُ في الدُجى

وَتَرحَلُ مِن فَوقِ الجِيادِ الفَوارِسُ

The horsemen spend the night wrapped in their cloaks,

Then at dawn they mount their steeds and charge.