وإذا حرمت الجد ظلت من الدنا

وإذا حرمت الجد ظلت من الدنا

ظمآن تستقي غروراً آلها

ظمآن تستقي غروراً آلها

And if denied good fortune, you remain in this world,

When you deny virtue, you remain thirsty for vain pleasures,

Thirsty, beguiled, seeking water from her mirage.

Seeking illusion to quench your thirst.

ولو اعتبرت الأمر أعطاك الحجا

ولو اعتبرت الأمر أعطاك الحجا

ذوقاً يمج حرامها وحلالها

ذوقاً يمج حرامها وحلالها

And were you to ponder the matter, reason would grant you

Had you considered the matter, wisdom would have given you

A taste that spits out her forbidden and her lawful alike.

The taste to differentiate the unlawful from the lawful.

ورأيت ما أهوى إليها قاصد

ورأيت ما أهوى إليها قاصد

إلا وعاني دهره أهوالها

إلا وعاني دهره أهوالها

And you would see that no seeker hastened toward her

And you would have seen that whoever seeks these pleasures

Without enduring her terrors all his life.

Will suffer the calamities of time.

وعلمت ما إن قلدت من منها

وعلمت ما إن قلدت من منها

الأعناق حتى أتبعت أغلالها

الأعناق حتى أتبعت أغلالها

And you would know: no sooner does she adorn with her bounty

And you would have known that if you follow the paths

Necks than she adds her shackles.

Of temptation, shackles will pursue you.

سيان عيشك في ذراها موسرا

سيان عيشك في ذراها موسرا

أو معسراً مهما افتكرت مآلها

أو معسراً مهما افتكرت مآلها

Your life in her shelter is the same, whether wealthy

Whether prosperous or destitute, your life remains the same

Or poor, whenever you ponder her ultimate end.

No matter how you ponder its outcomes.

هي مومس خرقاء لم تصلح لها

هي مومس خرقاء لم تصلح لها

العقلاء خدنا فاصطفت جهالها

العقلاء خدنا فاصطفت جهالها

She is a foolish harlot; unsuited to her were

She is a tattered harlot, unfit for the wise,

The wise as lovers, so she chose her fools.

Who chose her deceit over their counsel.

فاحذر غويا من بنيها إنها

فاحذر غويا من بنيها إنها

شرك وقد أمسى الغواة حبالها

شرك وقد أمسى الغواة حبالها

So beware a wayward one among her sons, for she is

So beware the seduction of her sons, for it is

A snare, and the wayward have become her cords.

Idolatry, and the seduced are trapped in her ropes.