فَلَمّا حَمَلتُ الدينَ فيها وَاِصبَحَت

حِيالاً مُسِنّاتِ الهَوى كِدت أَندَم

When I carried my religion in it and it became

Frail with the senility of passion, I almost regretted it

عَلى حينِ ان رَأَت الرَبيع وَلم يَكُن

لَها بِصَعيد مِن تِهامَةَ مقضَم

When it saw the spring and there was no

Piece of ground for it in Tihama to rest on

ثَمانِيَة لِلاسلِميّ وَما دَنا

لِفُحشِ وَلا تَدنو إِلى الفَحشِ أَسلَم

Eighty for the Muslim and it does not approach

Vulgarity or come near to vulgarity, more proper