لا يَعلَمُ اللامِعاتُ اللامِحاتُ ضُحىً
ما تَحتَ كَشحي وَلا يَعلَمنَ أَسراري
The radiant women who cast fleeting glances at noon do not know
what lies beneath my ribs, nor do they know my secrets.
وَلا أَخونُ اِبنَ عَمّي في حَليلَتِهِ
وَلا البَعيدُ نَوىً عَنّى وَلا جاري
I do not betray my cousin with his wife,
nor one who lives far from me, nor my neighbor,
حَتّى يُقالَ إِذا وُرّيتُ في جَدثي
لَقَد مَضى نَمِرٌ عارٍ مِنَ العارِ
so that, when I am laid in my grave, it may be said:
“Namir has passed away, free of shame.”
Sol 6