رَبُّ الجَوادِ فَرى عَيناً لِمَأكَلِهِ

فَعُد مِن رَهطِ أَقوامٍ فَراعينا

The master of the generous horse sees provision for his food

So return to the tribe of people who are our providers

قُل لِلمَطاعيمِ تَعصيهِم ضُيوفُهُمُ

إِنَّ المَطاعينَ يَمسونَ المُطاعينا

Tell those who disobey their guests who provide for them

That those who obey will be touched by those who provide

وَيُحمَدُ المَرءُ في الساعينَ مُبتَكِراً

وَلَيسَ يُحمَدُ يَوماً في المُساعينا

And a man is praised when he strives early as a provider

And he is not praised when he lags in providing

وَما تَزالُ تُلاقي في دُجىً وَضُحىً

مُبَشِّرينَ بِلا بُشرى وَناعينا

And you will still find in the darkness and light

Heralds without good tidings, and wailers

وَما وَجَدتُ صُروفَ الدَهرِ ناكِبَةً

عَن قانِتينَ لِوَجهِ اللَهِ داعينا

And I have not found the turns of fate turning away

From those devoted to the face of God, supplicating

شَرُّ النِساءِ مُشاعاتٌ غَدَونَ سُدىً

كَالأَرضِ يَحمِلنَ أَولاداً مُشاعينا

The worst of women are those who go about freely morning and night

Like the earth bearing promiscuous children

وَالأَمرُ لِلَّهِ كَم أَودى فَتىً وَمَضى

عَيناً وَخَلَّفَ أَطفالاً مُضاعينا

And the matter belongs to God—how many a youth he has destroyed and is gone

Leaving behind orphaned infants

وَالعَيشُ أَوفاهُ يَمضي مِثلَ أَقصَرِهِ

سَبعٌ كَسَبعينَ أَو تُسعٌ كَتِسعينا

And life, however long it is, passes as quickly as the shortest

Seven decades being like seven or nine like ninety

وَلَو تُراعينَ مَولى الناسِ كُلِّهُمُ

ما كُنتِ مِن نُوَبِ الدُنيا تُراعينا

And if you were to obey the Master of all people

You would not be distracted by the pleasures of this world