لا بارَكَ الرَحمَنُ في وُحَيشِ

لا بارَكَ الرَحمَنُ في وُحَيشِ

فَإِنَّهُ مُكَدِّرٌ لِلعَيشِ

فَإِنَّهُ مُكَدِّرٌ لِلعَيشِ

May the All-Merciful not bless Wuhaysh,

The Most Merciful did not bless Wuhaysh

For he sours life.

For he troubles the life

كَم قالَ لا قُلقِلَ غَيرُ نابِهِ

كَم قالَ لا قُلقِلَ غَيرُ نابِهِ

أَبياتَ شِعرٍ كَبُيوتِ الخَيشِ

أَبياتَ شِعرٍ كَبُيوتِ الخَيشِ

How often he has recited—may nothing but his fang be loosened!—

How much he said but shook none besides himself

Verses of poetry like houses of sackcloth.

Verses of poetry like houses of straw