1. ما لي وللحاسدينَ لا بَرِحَتْ

    تذوبُ أكبادُهمْ وتنفَطِرُ

    What have I to do with the envious? May there be no end

    To their livers melting and splitting apart.

  2. يغتابُنِي عند غيبتي نَفَرٌ

    جباهُهم إنْ حضرتُ تنعَفِرُ

    A few men backbite me in my absence;

    Their foreheads are covered in dust when I am present.

  3. ألسنةٌ في مَساءَتِي ذُلُقٌ

    يعتادها من مَهابتي حَصَرُ

    Tongues fluent in speaking ill of me

    Are repeatedly struck speechless through awe of me.

  4. أنامُ عنهم مِلءَ الجفونِ إِذا

    أسهرهمْ في المضاجِعِ الأِبَرُ

    I sleep, heedless of them, my eyelids full of slumber, while

    The needles keep them awake in their beds.

  5. يكفيهمُ ما بهم إِذا نظروا

    إِلَيَّ مِلءَ العيونِ لا نظروا

    Their own affliction is enough for them when they gaze

    At me with eyes wide open—may they never look!

  6. تغيظُهمْ رتبِتي وَيكْمَدُهُمْ

    جاهي فصفوي عليهمُ كَدَرُ

    My rank enrages them, and they are grieved by

    My prestige; my serenity is distress to them.

  7. فنعمةُ اللّهِ وهيَ سابغَةٌ

    عندي من الحاسدينَ تنتصرُ

    Thus God's blessing, so lavish

    Upon me, takes vengeance on the envious.

  8. يُعجِبُنِي أنهمْ إِذا كَثُروا

    قَلُّوا غَناءً وإِنْ هم كَثروا

    It pleases me that, when they grow numerous,

    Their effectiveness dwindles, though their numbers grow.