ما جُلِبَ الخَيرُ إِلى

صاحِبِ عَقلٍ وَكَسَد

No good was brought to

The one with sense who grew stingy

أَشَدُّ خَطبٍ يُتَّقى

فِراقُ روحٍ لِجَسَد

The gravest matter to beware

Is a soul parted from its body

يُذكَرُ أَن سَوفَ يَعُمُّ

أَهلَ شِرٍّ وَحَسَد

It is said that soon will spread

The people of evil and envy

طَوفانُ نارٍ كائِنٌ

يُخرِجُ مِن قَلبِ الأَسَد

A raging fire storm

That comes from the heart of the lion

أَصيغَةُ العالَمِ ذا

أَم طالَ دَهرٌ فَفَسَد

Is it the way of the world that

An era grew long so it failed

أَهوَنُ مِن سُؤالِهُمُ

حَطبُكَ في ريحٍ وَسَدّ

Lighter than their question

Is your firewood in wind and rain

إِن لَم يَجِئكَ بِغِناً

يَومٌ فَقَد سَدَّ مَسَدّ

If a day comes not with riches

Then indeed has the dam been shut