يا سَيِّدُ هَل لَكَ في ظَبيٍّ تُغازِلُهُ

تُلقي نُيوبُكَ في تَأشيرِهِ قُبَلَك

O master, do you have a desire for a wild animal to court?

You throw your claws into its inscription facing you

هَذي جِبِلَّةُ سوءٍ غَيرُ صالِحَةٍ

فَهَل سَوى اللَهُ مِن أَجنادِهِ جَبَلَك

This is an evil innate nature not proper

Did anyone other than Allah from His troops create you?

وَكَم حَبَلتَ وُحوشُ الرَملِ راتِعَةً

وَمِن أَمامِكَ يَومٌ شَرُّه حَبلَك

And how many desert beasts have conceived while lying down

And before you is a day, its evil has conceived you

تَرجو قُبولَ مَليكٍ لا نَظيرَ لَهُ

وَقَد أَتَيتَ إِلى عَبدٍ فَما قَبِلَك

You hope for the acceptance of a King who has no equal

Yet you came to a servant, but he did not accept you

بَخِلتَ بِالهَيِّنِ المَنزورِ تَبذُلُهُ

لِلَّهِ خَوفاً وَكَم حَقٍّ لَهُ قِبَلَك

You were stingy with the despised, worthless to spend

Out of fear of Allah, yet how many rights does He have over you

خَمسونَ جَرَّت عَلَيها الذَيلَ ذاهِبَةً

تَبّاً لِعَقلِكَ إِن شَيءٌ مَضى تَبَلَك

Fifty passed by, dragging their tails, going away

Damn your mind if anything has made you senile

نَفَرَت مِن قَولِ واشٍ بِالكَلامِ رَمى

وَما غَدا بِكَ ما اِستَوجَبتَ لَو نَبَلَك

It recoiled from the words of a babbler who threw speech

And tomorrow did not bring you what you deserved if it had conceived you

أَسبِل عَلى السائِل المَعروفَ مُبتَدِراً

تُحمَد وَأَسبِل عَلى باغي النَدى سَبَلَك

Release your rope on the known questioner speedily

You will be praised, and release your rope on the rebel of generosity your ropes

وَلا تَكُن لِسَبيلِ الشَرِّ مُبتَكِراً

وَاِصرِف إِلى الخَيرِ مِن نَهجِ الهُدى سُبُلَك

Do not be pioneering to the way of evil

And divert to good from the approach of guidance your ways