دَعي الَّذينَ هُمُ البُخّالُ وَاِنطَلِقي

إِلى كَثيرٍ فَتى الجودِ اِبنِ سَيّارِ

Leave those who are misers and set forth,

To the generous man, Ibn Sayyar's son.

إِلى الَّذي يَفضُلُ الفِتيانُ نائِلُهُ

يَداهُ مِثلُ خَليجَي دِجلَةَ الجاري

To one for whom the youths strive to gain his favor,

His hands like the overflowing streams of Tigris.

إِنّا وَجَدنا كَثيراً يَقدَحونَ لَهُ

بِخَيرِ عودٍ عَتيقٍ زَندُهُ واري

We found many singing his praises,

With fine ancient aloes wood, its embers glowing.

إِنَّ كَثيراً كَثيرٌ فَضلُ نائِلِهِ

مُرتَفِعٌ في تَميمٍ موقَدَ النارِ

Great indeed is the favor of he who is sought,

Exalted among Tameem, having lit a fire.

المالِئُ الجَفنَةَ الشَيزى إِذا سَغَبوا

وَالطاعِنُ الكَبشَ وَالمَنّاعُ لِلجارِ

Filled are the leather buckets of Shayz when they leave,

And the milker of the ram, and preventer of harm to a neighbor.

إِذا السَماءُ غَدَت أَرواحُ قِطقِطِها

كَأَنَّهُ كُرسُفٌ يُرمى بِأَوتارِ

When the sky rumbles and its souls quiver,

As if it were a lute struck violently by its strings.

تَرى المَراضيعَ بِالأَولادِ تَحمِلُها

إِلى كَثيرٍ عَلى عُسرٍ وَأَيسارِ

You see the nursing mothers carry their young,

To Kaseer in hardship and in ease.

الحامِلُ الثِقلَ قَد أَعياهُ حامِلُهُ

وَالموقِدُ النارَ لِلمُستَنبِحِ الساري

The carrier is weary of the burden he carries,

And the kindler, of the fire for the passerby seeking warmth.

وَالعابِطُ الكومَ لِلأَضيافِ إِذ نَزَلوا

في يَومِ صِرٍّ مِنَ الصُرّادِ هَرّارِ

The milker for the guests when they descend,

On a day of rain, pelted by hailstones.