وَشاعِرٍ مِن بَني النجارِ

وَشاعِرٍ مِن بَني النجارِ

لا يَتَهَدّى إِلى الوَقارِ

لا يَتَهَدّى إِلى الوَقارِ

And a poet from Banu al-Najjar

A poet from the lineage of woodworkers

Finds no path to dignity.

Does not aspire to dignity,

إِن عُرِّيَت فَيشَةٌ كَساها

إِن عُرِّيَت فَيشَةٌ كَساها

ما لَيسَ يَكسوهُ غَيرَ عارِ

ما لَيسَ يَكسوهُ غَيرَ عارِ

If a glans is bared, he clothes it

If a rag covers him, he is clothed,

With what clothes him in nothing but shame.

Nothing but shame can clothe him,

وَجَنَّهُ اللَيلُ قَطُّ إِلّا

وَجَنَّهُ اللَيلُ قَطُّ إِلّا

وَأَولَجَ اللَيلَ في النارِ

وَأَولَجَ اللَيلَ في النارِ

And never did the night conceal him but

The night shelters him from all

He thrust the night into the fire.

But his own dark soul.