إِنّاindeed we إِذاwhen حَلَبَmilked البَخيلُthe miser لِبانَهاher milk
إِنّا إِذا حَلَبَ البَخيلُ لِبانَها
أَمسَيتُI spent the evening أَحلُبُهاI milk her دَمَblood of الأَوداجِthe jugular veins
أَمسَيتُ أَحلُبُها دَمَ الأَوداجِ
Indeed we—when the miser draws her milk—
I spend the evening milking her for blood from the jugular veins.
خَطَبَتَنيshe sought my hand الدُنياthe world فَقُلتُso I said لَهاto her اِرجِعيgo back
خَطَبَتَني الدُنيا فَقُلتُ لَها اِرجِعي
إِنّيindeed I أَراكِI see you كَثيرَةَhaving many الأَزواجِhusbands
إِنّي أَراكِ كَثيرَةَ الأَزواجِ
The world sought my hand, so I told her, “Go back;
Indeed, I see you have many husbands.”