اِستَعدَتِ الخَمرُ مِن أَفعالِ شارِبِها

إِلى المَليكِ فَقالَت شَجَّ ثُمَّ قَتَل

The wine prepared from the deeds of its drinker

To the King, it said "He slapped and then killed"

وَجارِحُ الدَنِّ ما كانَت جِراحَتُهُ

قِصاصَ عَمدٍ وَلَكِن لِلمُدامِ خَتَل

And the sinner of vileness, his wounding

Was not intentional, but due to intoxication

يَوَدُّ أَنَّ دُجاهُ فارُ خابِيَةٍ

وَأَنَّ كُلَّ غَمامٍ بِالعُقارِ هَتَل

He wishes the stars of Little Bear constellation

And every cloud with thunderbolt would collide

ماذا تُريدينَ مِنهُ قَد ظَفِرتِ بِهِ

أَلَم تَريهِ صَريعاً في التُرابِ يُتِل

What more do you want from him, you got him

Don't you see him fallen in the dust writhing