يا أَيُّها المَأفونُ رَأياً لَقَد

تَعَرَّضَت نَفسُكَ لِلمَوتِ

Not so fast, you addled fool—for indeed

you have exposed yourself to death.

قَيَّرتُمُ الملكَ فَلَم تَنتَهوا

حَتّى غَسَلنا القارَ بِالزَّيتِ

You smeared the kingdom with pitch and would not stop

until we washed the pitch away with oil.

الزَّيتُ لا يُزرى بِأَحسابِنا

أَحسابُنا مَعروفَةُ البَّيتِ

Oil does not diminish our ancestral honor;

our lineage is of a renowned house.