أَبا الجودِ ما ناديكَ بِالجودِ مَعمورُ

وَلا بِيَدِ الإِحسانِ راجيكَ مَغمورُ

O generous one, neither the generous one hopes for you

Nor the deprived one seeks you through benevolence

لَؤُمتَ فَلا مَن ظَلَّ يَهجوكَ في الوَرى

مَلومٌ وَلا مَن باتَ يَرجوكَ مَعذورُ

You are blamed, so none who reviles you in the world

Is blamed, nor he who spends the night hoping for you, excused

وَمازِلتَ مُعتَلَّ الخِلالِ مُذَمَّماً

فَعِرضُكَ مَنقوصٌ وَمالُكَ مَقصورُ

You have always been of imperfect character, miserable

So your honor is diminished and your wealth restricted

تَمُدُّ إِلى الإِحسانِ كَفّاً بَنانُها

يُناطُ بِهِ زَندٌ مِنَ الخَيرِ مَبتورُ

You extend for benevolence a palm whose fingers

Are tied with a severed fortune of goodness

رِداءٌ عَلى الخِذلانِ وَالشُؤمِ مُسبَلٌ

وَذَيلٌ عَلى الفَحشاءِ وَالعارِ مَزرورُ

A cloak upon betrayal and ill omens, deployed

And a train upon indecency and shame, dragged

حَوَيتَ المَخازي خِسَّةً وَدَناءَةً

وَلُؤماً فَلا خَيرٌ لَدَيكَ وَلا خيرُ

You have harbored vulgarity, baseness,

And villainy, so there is with you neither good nor goodness

بَقيتَ لِأَحداثِ اللَيالي دَرِيَّةً

وَلَيُّكَ مَخذولٌ وَشانيكَ مَنصورُ

You remained for the events of nights, unaware,

While your night is abandoned and your hater victorious

تُحارِبُكَ الأَيّامُ مِن بَعدِ سِلمِها

وَأَنتَ ذَليلٌ في يَدِ الدَهرِ مَقهورُ

The days fight you after their peace

And you are humiliated, subjugated by fate

فَلا زِلتَ مَوتورَ اللَيالي وَصَرفِها

كَما الفَضلُ في أَيّامِكَ السودِ مَوتورُ

You have thus remained deprived of the nights and their days

As generosity in your black days remained severed

حَريمُكَ مَبذولٌ وَرَبعُكَ موحِشٌ

وَشَملُكَ مَصدوعٌ وَبابُكَ مَهجورُ

Your sanctum is violated, your abode deserted

And your robe torn, your door abandoned