خَنازيرَ ناموا عَنِ المَكرُماتِ

فَنَبَّهَهُم قَدَرٌ لَم يَنَمِ

Swine—they slept, heedless of noble deeds;

Then a fate that had never slept awakened them.

فَيا قُبحَهُم في الَّذي خُوِّلوا

وَيا حُسنَهُم في زَوالِ النِعَمِ

How ugly they are amid what they were granted—

And how fine they look as blessings pass away!