خَيِّرونَ لا يَعرِفُ غَيرَ المِطال

خَيِّرونَ لا يَعرِفُ غَيرَ المِطال

ما فاهُ مُذ كانَ بِغَيرِ المُحال

ما فاهُ مُذ كانَ بِغَيرِ المُحال

Khayyirun knows nothing but stalling.

He only knows blame, never understanding

Since he came to be, he has spoken nothing but absurdities.

His mouth has not spoken truth for an instant

قَد جَعَلَ الإِفكَ لَهُ دَيدَناً

قَد جَعَلَ الإِفكَ لَهُ دَيدَناً

فَما تَراهُ صادِقاً في مَقال

فَما تَراهُ صادِقاً في مَقال

He has made falsehood his constant habit,

He has made slander his habit

So you never find him truthful in speech.

So you never find him speaking honestly

فَلا يَغُرَّنَّكَ فَهوَ الَّذي

فَلا يَغُرَّنَّكَ فَهوَ الَّذي

إِلَيهِ في البُخلِ تُشَدُّ الرِحال

إِلَيهِ في البُخلِ تُشَدُّ الرِحال

So never let him deceive you, for he is the one

Do not be fooled, for he is the one

To whom travelers strap their saddles in pursuit of miserliness.

Whose stinginess pulls people to travel to him