ضاعَ شِعري وَقَلَّ في الناسِ قَدري

ضاعَ شِعري وَقَلَّ في الناسِ قَدري

مِن وُقوفي بابَ اللَئيمِ اِبنِ شُكرِ

مِن وُقوفي بابَ اللَئيمِ اِبنِ شُكرِ

My poetry has gone to waste, and my standing among people has fallen,

My poetry is lost and my worth is lessened among the people

Because I stood at the door of the vile Ibn Shukr.

From my standing at the door of the ignoble son of Shukr

لَو أَتَتهُ حَوالَةٌ بِحراهُ

لَو أَتَتهُ حَوالَةٌ بِحراهُ

قالَ سدّوا بِلِحيَتي بابَ جُحري

قالَ سدّوا بِلِحيَتي بابَ جُحري

If a payment demand came to him for his excrement,

If a remittance for his debt came to him

He would say, 'Plug the entrance of my burrow with my beard!'

He would say: Plug my beard into the hole of my burrow