هَبُوا أبا يوسفٍ هجاني

هَبُوا أبا يوسفٍ هجاني

فالشاعرُ العالم الأديبُ

فالشاعرُ العالم الأديبُ

Grant that Abu Yusuf has lampooned me—

Give Abu Yusuf gifts

he is the learned, cultured poet.

For the poet, the scholar, the literary man

ولابنِ بورانَ وجهُ عذرٍ

ولابنِ بورانَ وجهُ عذرٍ

لأنه مُطرِبٌ مُصيبُ

لأنه مُطرِبٌ مُصيبُ

And Ibn Buran has grounds for excuse,

And Ibn Buran has an excuse

for he delights and hits the mark.

For he is a composer, a master

وخالدٌ فهو قَحْطبيٌّ

وخالدٌ فهو قَحْطبيٌّ

مثلهما هاهَ أو قريبُ

مثلهما هاهَ أو قريبُ

And Khalid—he is a Qahtabi,

And Khalid, well he is a beggar

like those two—ha!—or nearly so.

The likes of them, bah, or nearly

ورَّاقُ ساباطَ لِم هجاني

ورَّاقُ ساباطَ لِم هجاني

عُثنونُهُ في استه خضيبُ

عُثنونُهُ في استه خضيبُ

The copyist of Sabat—why has he lampooned me?

Why do you criticize the elegant Sabat

His beard is dyed in his arse.

His name is green in his pedigree