1. يَأتي عَلى الخَلقِ إِصباحٌ وَإِمساءُ

    وَكُلُّنا لِصُروفِ الدَهرِ نَسّاءُ

    Morning and evening come upon creation,

    And we are all forgetful of time's vicissitudes.

  2. وَكَم مَضى هَجَرِيٌّ أَو مُشاكِلُهُ

    مِنَ المَقاوِلِ سَرّوا الناسَ أَم ساءوا

    And how many a Hajarite, or his like, has passed away,

    Among the chieftains, whether they gladdened people or grieved them.

  3. تَتوى المُلوكُ وَمِصرٌ في تَغَيُّرِهِم

    مِصرٌ عَلى العَهدِ وَالأَحساءُ أَحساءُ

    Kings perish; Egypt, as they come and go,

    Remains Egypt as of old, and al-Ahsa remains al-Ahsa.

  4. خَسِستِ يا أُمَّنا الدُنيا فَأُفِّ لَنا

    بَنو الخَسيسَةِأَوباشٌ أَخِسّاءُ

    You are base, O world, our mother—so fie on us!

    The base woman's sons are ignoble rabble.

  5. وَقَد نَطَقتِ بِأَصنافِ العِظاتِ لَنا

    وَأَنتِ فيما يَظِنُّ القَومُ خَرساءُ

    And you have spoken to us with varied admonitions,

    Though people suppose you mute.

  6. وَمن لِصَخر بنِ عَمرٍو أَنَّ جُثَّتَهُ

    صَخرٌ وَخَنساءَهُ في السِربِ خَنساءُ

    And who can assure Sakhr ibn Amr that his body

    Is rock, and his Khansa a snub-nosed antelope in the herd?

  7. يَموجُ بَحرُكِ وَالأَهواءُ غالِبَةٌ

    لِراكِبَيهِ فَهَل لِلسُفنِ إِرساءُ

    Your sea surges, and passions overpower

    Its voyagers—can the ships be anchored?

  8. إِذا تَعَطَّفتِ يَوماً كُنتِ قاسِيَةً

    وَإِن نَظَرتِ بِعَينٍ فَهيَ شَوساءُ

    If one day you show tenderness, you prove cruel;

    And if you cast an eye, it looks fiercely askance.

  9. إِنسٌ عَلى الأَرضِ تُدمي هامَها إِحَنٌ

    مِنها إِذا دَمِيَت لِلوَحشِ أَنساءُ

    Humans on earth—their heads are bloodied by grudges;

    From them, once bloodied, come draughts of watered milk for wild beasts.

  10. فَلا تَغُرَّنكَ شُمٌّ مِن جِبالِهِمُ

    وَعِزَّةٌ في زَمانِ المُلكِ قَعساءُ

    So let no lofty peaks of their mountains deceive you,

    Nor unassailable might in the days of kingship.

  11. نالوا قَليلاً مِنَ اللَذّاتِ وَاِرتَحَلوا

    بِرَغمِهِم فَإِذا النِعماءُ بَأساءُ

    They gained a little pleasure and departed,

    Against their will—and behold, bliss is misery.