ذَريني وَشَأني وَالعَفافُ فَإِنَّني

أَذوبُ إِذا ما قُتلُ لِلغَيرِ مَدَني

Leave me be and my affairs, for modesty is my way

I melt away if slain for another's passion in any way

وَقَد عَزَّني بِالقَنعِ رَبّي لِأَنَّني

تَخِذتُ عَفافي في حَياتي دَيدَني

My Lord has honored me with contentment, for my lifelong habit

Has been to keep my modesty safe throughout my life's span

وَأَصعَبُ مَن قَطَعِ اليَدَينِ عَلى الفَتى

سُؤالٌ لَئيمٌ يَزدَريكَ إِذا غَنّى

And harder than losing both hands for a young man

Is a vile request that scorns you when fortune comes your way

وَأَصعَبُ مِنهُ ذِلَّةً وَمَضاضَةً

صَنيعَةَ بَرِّ نالِها مِن يَدي دَني

And harder than that, in humiliation and bitterness

Is accepting a kind deed from the hand of a lowly man