شِعرُ المَراغيِّ وَحوشيتُمُ

شِعرُ المَراغيِّ وَحوشيتُمُ

كَعَقلِهِ أَسلَمُهُ أَسقَمُهْ

كَعَقلِهِ أَسلَمُهُ أَسقَمُهْ

Al-Maraghi’s poetry—may you be spared—

The poetry of Al-Maraghi and their barbarism

is like his mind: its soundest is its sickest.

Is like his mind, I surrender it, though it makes me sick

يَلزَمُ ما لَيسَ لَهُ لازِماً

يَلزَمُ ما لَيسَ لَهُ لازِماً

لَكِنَّهُ يَترُكُ ما يَلزَمُهُ

لَكِنَّهُ يَترُكُ ما يَلزَمُهُ

He adheres to what is not binding upon him,

He clings to what is unnecessary for him

but abandons what is binding upon him.

Yet he abandons what he ought to cling to