1. أَتَرضونني يا آل جرّاح إِنَّني

    مُدوّيٍ لكم أَضحى مَدى الدَهرِ هالِكا

    Are you content with me, O house of Jarrah? Indeed, I am

    a voice raised for you, now ruined for all time.

  2. وَما زِلتُ أَرجو أَن أَراكُم كَما أَرى

    تَكون عَلى رغمِ المُلوكِ المَمالِكا

    I have never ceased hoping to see you, as I envision,

    become kingdoms, in defiance of kings.

  3. وَلما أَتى فَتحُ الشام رَمقتُهُ

    بعين امرىء لِلرِّق أَضحى مُشارِكا

    When the conquest of al-Sham came, I watched it

    with the eye of a man who had come to share in bondage.

  4. وَلَمّا أَفاد الناس مِنهُ وَأَينعت

    ثِمار الغِنى مِنهُ وَلَم أَلق ذُلِكا

    When people benefited from it, and there ripened

    the fruits of wealth it bore, I found none of that.

  5. غَصَصتُ بِأَمرٍ لَم أَكُن جاهِلاً بِهِ

    ولا راقِباً مِنهُ يُلِمُّ مُشابِكا

    I choked on a matter of which I had not been ignorant,

    nor had I expected it to come and grapple with me.

  6. أَما كانَ لي في حُرمَةِ السَعيِ مِنكم

    ذمام يَردُّ البَغيَ بِالعَزمِ آفكا

    Did the sanctity of my striving not earn me from you

    a pledge that resolutely repels oppression and turns it back?

  7. أَما كانَ في مَدحِ الأَمير أَبي النَدى

    لكم مَذهَبٌ تَقضون فيهِ الحَسائِكا

    Was there not, in praising the emir Abu al-Nada,

    a way for you to clear away the thorns of rancor?

  8. تَرى الغيث وَهيَ العارِض الجونِ تَنثَني

    لشقوة جَدّي جامِد الهطل فارِكا

    You see the rain, its dark cloud turning away

    because of my ill-starred luck, its downpour frozen, averse to me.

  9. تَرى البرق أَغشى العَين منكم مناره

    يَعود لِبَختي أَسود اللون حالِكا

    You see the lightning, whose beacon from you dazzled the eye,

    turn, because of my luck, black in hue, pitch-dark.

  10. تَراني لِتَقديري حُرمتُ حِباءَكم

    فَأَصبَحَ مِنّي حادِثُ الدَهرِ ناهِكا

    You see me, by my destined lot, denied your bounty;

    and time's calamity has come to sap my strength.

  11. فَإِن كانَ يُمنُ الدَولَةِ اختار مُهجَتي

    وَخَلَّصها إِذا خَيَّم المَوتُ بارِكا

    Then if the realm's good fortune had chosen my life's blood

    and saved it when death encamped, kneeling,

  12. فَكَم عَزمَةٍ لِلمَلكِ زادَت بِحِكمَةٍ

    وَسَدَّت عَلى سُبُلِ الطَريقِ المَسالِكا

    how many a resolve of the king has grown through wisdom

    and blocked the passages along the road's pathways!

  13. وَكَم رام ثَوبَ العِزِّ إِنَّ سَتيرَهُ

    بِذُلِّ وَأَن تَلقى له الدَهرَ مالِكا

    How many have sought the robe of honor! Indeed, its wearer

    is in abasement, and you find Time his master.

  14. أَلا إِنَّ هَذا العَبدَ رَهنَ كَفالَةٍ

    وَقَد أَطلقتَه أَريحيَّة جاهِكا

    Behold, this slave is held in pledge under a surety,

    and you have already freed him through the magnanimity of your standing.

  15. وَقَد كانَ مَملوكاً وَفي رَدِّ مالِهِ

    حَياةٌ لَهُ فاجعَلهُ من عُتقائِكا

    He had indeed been a slave, and in restoring his property

    there is life for him; so make him one of your freedmen.