ياO طالِبَTalib الصَورِيِّal-Suri إِنif لَمnot تَتُبyou repent
يا طالِبَ الصَورِيِّ إِن لَم تَتُب
عَنof شِعرِكَyour poetry المُنتَحَلِplagiarized البارِدِcold; dull
عَن شِعرِكَ المُنتَحَلِ البارِدِ
O Talib al-Suri, if you do not repent
O seeker of aestheticism, if you don't repent
of your plagiarized, cold verse,
Of your plagiarized, frigid poetry
حَلَّwill befall بِأَكتافِكَupon your shoulders فيin جِلَّقٍJilliq
حَلَّ بِأَكتافِكَ في جِلَّقٍ
ماwhat حَلَّbefell بِالهَيتِيِّupon al-Hiti فيin آمِدِAmid
ما حَلَّ بِالهَيتِيِّ في آمِدِ
upon your shoulders in Jilliq will fall
You will be afflicted on your shoulders with tatters
what befell al-Hiti in Amid.
Like those that befell Al-Haythi in ruin