وَطَلعَةٍ بِقُبحِها قَد شُهِرَت

وَطَلعَةٍ بِقُبحِها قَد شُهِرَت

تَحكي زَوالَ نِعمَةٍ ما شُكِرَت

تَحكي زَوالَ نِعمَةٍ ما شُكِرَت

And a countenance renowned for its ugliness,

With an ugly dawn so infamous

Resembling the loss of a blessing never met with thanks.

It tells of blessings now gone

كَأَنَّها عَن لَحمِها قَد قُشِرَت

كَأَنَّها عَن لَحمِها قَد قُشِرَت

أَسمِج بِها صَحيفَةً قَد نُشِرَت

أَسمِج بِها صَحيفَةً قَد نُشِرَت

As though it had been peeled away from its flesh.

As if its flesh had been peeled

How hideous a scroll it is, spread open!

I see it as a page spread

عُنوانُها إِذا الوُحوشُ حُشِرَت

عُنوانُها إِذا الوُحوشُ حُشِرَت

يَلعَنُها ما قَدَّمت وَأَخَّرَت

يَلعَنُها ما قَدَّمت وَأَخَّرَت

Its heading: 'When the wild beasts are gathered.'

Its title, when beasts gather

What it has sent ahead and left behind curses it.

Cursed for what it brought and delayed

صاحِبُها ذُو عَورَةٍ لَو سُتِرَت

صاحِبُها ذُو عَورَةٍ لَو سُتِرَت

إِن سارَ يَوماً فَالجِبالُ سُيِّرَت

إِن سارَ يَوماً فَالجِبالُ سُيِّرَت

Its owner has a shameful part—if only it were covered!

Its author has a defect, if concealed

If he walks one day, then the mountains are set in motion;

If he walked one day, mountains would walk

أَو رامَ أَكلاً فَالجَحيمُ سُعِّرت

أَو رامَ أَكلاً فَالجَحيمُ سُعِّرت

Or seeks to eat, then Hell is set ablaze.

If he wanted food, hell would blaze