1. إنّي إذا ما الخصمُ في الغيِّ ابترَكْ

    ولجَّ في غربِ السفاهِ ومحَكْ

    I, whenever an opponent kneels down in error,

    and persists at folly’s sharp edge and quarrels obstinately,

  2. أعلكتُه نِكْل الجموحِ ما علَكْ

    وشاعرٍ أخطلَ يلغو بالضَّحَكْ

    make him chew the bolter’s harsh bit, however much he gnaws.

    And many a loose-tongued poet, prattling with laughter,

  3. حاربني إذ لم تُحَنّكْهُ الحُنَكْ

    حتى إذ ما الأمر بالأمرِ ارتبكْ

    fought me before experience had seasoned him,

    until one matter became entangled with another,

  4. وازدحَمَ الوِردُ عليه واعتركْ

    واعتبطَ الشرُّ عليه وابتركْ

    and the water-seeking throng crowded upon him and clashed,

    and evil fell upon him unbidden and knelt upon him,

  5. وألَّ إذ صكته صكاً بعد صكّْ

    مسوّماتٌ تترك السمع أسكّْ

    and he groaned when they struck him, blow upon blow—

    branded verses that leave the hearing deaf;

  6. تتبعُ ذَيْل الريح أخرى ما سهكْ

    أحين قال الناس ذكّا واحتنكْ

    another follows the wind’s tail as it sweeps.

    Was it when people said, “He has grown clever and seasoned,”

  7. ودرَّ لي درُّ الكلامِ وحَشَكْ

    وأوجف السير بشعرِي ورتكْ

    and the milk of speech flowed for me and brimmed,

    and my poetry traveled at a gallop and a trot,

  8. تاح ابنُ بوران لي الوغدُ الأركْ

    بؤساً له في أيِّما فتكٍ فتكْ

    that Ibn Buran, that base halfwit, crossed my path?

    Woe to him—what a deadly assault he launched!

  9. لا غرو أن حُيِّنَ بي حتى هلكْ

    إن البغاثَ للصُّقور والشبكْ

    No wonder he was doomed through me, until he perished.

    For weak birds are prey to falcons and nets.

  10. حذارِ من غضبٍ إذا مسَّ بتكْ

    لم يتعمدْ مثله فكٌّ وفكّْ

    Beware a wrath that severs whatever it touches;

    no pair of jaws has ever ventured its like.

  11. أنا ابن كسرى شاد بيتي وسمَكْ

    نحن البهاريمُ يقيناً غيرُ شكّْ

    I am Khosrow’s son: he built my house and raised it high.

    We are the Bahrams, certainly, without doubt.

  12. نحن أولو العزِّ الذي لا يُنتهكْ

    طال سنامُ المجد فينا وتمكْ

    We possess the honor that cannot be violated.

    Glory’s hump has grown tall and lofty among us,

  13. والتفَّ عيصُ المجدِ فينا واشتبكْ

    إيهِ عن الشائمِ أصحابَ فدكْ

    and glory’s thicket has grown dense and tangled among us.

    Say more about him who brings ill luck to Fadak’s people.

  14. أمكن صدقُ القولِ فاعدُ المؤتفَكْ

    واهتك وما نهتكُ إلا منهتَكْ

    Truthful speech is within reach; shun falsehood.

    Expose them; we expose only the already exposed.

  15. بورانُ مَلْهى من غوى ومن فتكْ

    وابنٌ لحشيه جِذلُ المعتركْ

    Buran is the plaything of the wayward and the ruthless;

    and a son with the fray’s tree-stump to stuff him;

  16. واثلثْ بحمدونةَ دعموصِ السِّككْ

    شرُّ ثلاث تحت بُطنانِ الفلكْ

    and add Hamduna as the third, that tadpole of the alleys:

    the worst three beneath the belly of the sky.

  17. يبتْنَ في جوفِ الظلامِ ذي الحلكْ

    يشرك فيهن البعولَ مَنْ شركْ

    They spend their nights in the depths of pitch-black darkness;

    whoever joins in shares them with their husbands.

  18. ما وطئتْ رجلُ امرئٍ حيث سلكْ

    إلا وهُنَّ العُدَواء والببكْ

    No man’s foot has trodden any path

    but there they are—the rough ground and the jostling crush,

  19. مستودقاتٌ بهميم كالودكْ

    يُعْجلُهنّ الدفقُ عن حلّ التّككْ

    in heat, with trickling fluid like melted fat.

    The gush leaves them no time to untie their drawstrings.

  20. من كلّ حوساءَ إذا جدَّ العركْ

    لو أنّها استلْقتْ على شوكِ الحَسكْ

    Each a lustful woman who, when the tussle grows earnest,

    if she lay back on caltrop spines,

  21. تحت الزّناةِ وجدتْه كالفنكْ

    يا ابن الزنا وحدك لا شريك لَكْ

    beneath adulterers, would find them soft as fennec fur.

    O son of fornication, you alone, with no partner—

  22. إلا أبوك قُصرةً وقد هلكْ

    يا ابن البغايا والفراشِ المشتركْ

    save your father, and him alone, already dead.

    O son of whores and the bed shared by all,

  23. يا ابن التي أفسقُ منْ تحت الفلكْ

    أملتْ على كاتبها حتى ارتبكْ

    O son of her who is the most debauched beneath the sky:

    she dictated to her scribe until he grew bewildered,

  24. ثم مضتْ مهملةً بلا ملكْ

    تسيرُ في الغيِّ الوجيف والرتَكْ

    then went her way unchecked, without an angel,

    galloping and trotting on through error.

  25. ليس لها معرَّجٌ دون الدركْ

    تواجه الفحل بِمسلاس الشركْ

    She has no stopping-place short of the lowest pit.

    She faces the stallion with an easy-yielding snare:

  26. بهوٌ ترى ما خلفه إلى الحنكْ

    كالبحر إلا الفلكُ فيه والسمكْ

    a hall—you see beyond it as far as the palate,

    like the sea, but without its ships and fish.

  27. لو سلكتْ فيه بعيراً لانْسلكْ

    أو سبكتْ فيه حديداً لانسبكْ

    Were she to thread a camel into it, it would slip through;

    or if she smelted iron in it, it would melt.

  28. فيه أُكالٌ سَدِكٌ أيّ سدكْ

    إن تُركَ استشرى وإن حُكَّ استحكْ

    Within it clings an itch—how it clings!

    If left alone, it spreads; if scratched, it itches worse.

  29. لو جاهدته ساعةً فلم تُنكْ

    كانت كمن صام وصلَّى ونسكْ

    Were she to fight it for an hour without getting fucked,

    she would be like one who fasted, prayed, and performed devotions

  30. للَّهِ أو صابر أطرافَ السّككْ

    دلهن الدهر درات الحشكْ

    for God, or endured the points of iron spikes.

    Time has led them to gushes from brimming udders.

  31. يسحَبْنَ أو يوكينَ إيكاء العُككْ

    إذا رأينَ الحادرَ العبل المِصَكْ

    They drag along, or tie tight as butter-skins are tied.

    When they see the swollen, thick, hard-pounding one,

  32. مَهَرْنهُ مِنْ بُلَغِ القوتِ المُسَكْ

    يخلطن بالمشية من غيرِ صككْ

    they pay him a marriage-fee from their scant, life-sustaining food.

    They shuffle in their gait, though not knock-kneed,

  33. لفتحِ أستاهٍ كأمثالِ البركْ

    لولا المداراةُ لما فيها انسفكْ

    because their assholes gape like pools;

    but for careful handling, what is in them would spill out.

  34. ما أخذ الشاتمُ إلا ما تركْ

    وهل على الشاتمِ إلا ما مَلكْ

    The reviler has taken only what was left;

    and does the reviler bear anything but what he owns?