أَصبَحَتyou have become لاnot تَعرِفُyou recognize الجَميلَgoodness وَلاnor
أَصبَحَت لا تَعرِفُ الجَميلَ وَلا
تَفرِقُyou distinguish بَينَbetween القَبيحِthe ugly وَالحَسَنِand the beautiful
تَفرِقُ بَينَ القَبيحِ وَالحَسَنِ
You no longer recognize goodness, nor
You've lost all sense of what is good and fair,
distinguish between the ugly and the beautiful.
No more distinguishing ugly from most fair.
إِنَّindeed الَّذيthe one who يَرتَجيhopes for نَداكَyour generosity كَمَنlike one who
إِنَّ الَّذي يَرتَجي نَداكَ كَمَن
يَحلِبُmilks تَيساًa billy goat مِنout of شَهوَةِcraving for اللَبَنِmilk
يَحلِبُ تَيساً مِن شَهوَةِ اللَبَنِ
Indeed, whoever hopes for your generosity is like one
Who hopes your friendship is like one who milks
who milks a billy goat out of a craving for milk.
A he-goat, craving milk that is not there.