أي جَرَبا تجرَّبي تكتَّلي تحزَّبي

كإبرة البحار في عاصفةٍ تَذبْذبي

O Jarba, whatever troubles you plot, you mobilize, you politicize,

Like a needle in the storms of the seas, you waver,

وكالطُيورِ في السماءِ حُرَةً تَقَلَّبي

أي جَرَبا ويحَكِ ما أصَلفَ وجهَكِ الغبي

And like free birds in the sky, you flutter,

O Jarba, woe to you, how twisted is your foolish face,

اكلَّ يومٍ تطلُعين للوَرى بكَوكب

مذنَّبٍ من فَضْل ما أُعطِتِه من ذَنَب

Every day you rise before people like a comet,

With a tail made of an excess of sins,

فتارةً بمشِرقٍ وتارةً بمغرب

أيْ جَرَبا في كلِّ يَوم حُلةً تَجَلْببَي

Sometimes in the east and sometimes in the west,

O Jarba, each day you don a new fancy dress,

أيْ جرَبا كم تَدَّعينَ عفةً لم تُوهَبي

اذ أنت للفَجْرة تمتطين شرَّ مركب

O Jarba, how much chastity do you pretend to possess that you have not been granted,

When you ride the worst of ships into the dawn,

أيْ جَرَبا يا " بَهْلوانَ " الملعَب المجرَّبِ

يا ضُحكةً جاد بها الدهرُ على مكتئِب

O Jarba, you clown of the experienced playground,

You are a laugh brought by fate upon the grieving,

يا فرُجةً لمُعدِمين : فرجةً عن كَثِب

يا حَكَّةً من جَرَبٍ في دُمَّلٍ مُلتَهِب

You are a relief for the destitute: acute relief,

You are an itch from mange in an inflamed camel,

يا ثمَرَ العارِ ويا جريمةَ التَسيُّب

يا " هِرةً " تُريد ان تَحكي دهاءَ ثَعلَب

You are the fruit of disgrace and the crime of vilification,

O Jarba, you are a "brindle" trying to mimic the cunning of a fox,

يا أُمةً مغلوبةً لأجذمٍ مُغَلَّب

يا بُومةً خائفةً من خائِفٍ مُرتَقِب

O nation defeated by the defeated impotent,

O owl, afraid of the apprehensive fearful one,

من سارِقٍ متَّهمٍ وخائنٍ مرتكِب !

Of the accused thief and treasonous perpetrator!