كأن همومي وهي تحت مخدَّتي

كأن همومي وهي تحت مخدَّتي

إذا بتُّ تغري بي الهراء لتُذرئه

إذا بتُّ تغري بي الهراء لتُذرئه

As though my worries, there beneath my pillow,

My worries, as if they were under my pillow,

When I lie down for the night, incite nonsense against me, spurring it on,

When I go to sleep, begin to chatter nonsense to me

تقول عليّ اليوم كان بُواله

تقول عليّ اليوم كان بُواله

وإنّ عليك الليل ذا أن تخرّئه

وإنّ عليك الليل ذا أن تخرّئه

Saying, 'His pissing today fell to me,

Saying today was such and such

And tonight it falls to you to make him shit.'

And tonight will definitely be the same