هَلّا أَتَيتَ بِقُمرِيٍّ أُرَبّيهِ

هَلّا أَتَيتَ بِقُمرِيٍّ أُرَبّيهِ

اَو ساقَ حُرٍّ إِذا ما شِئتُ غَناني

اَو ساقَ حُرٍّ إِذا ما شِئتُ غَناني

Why did you not bring a turtle-dove for me to rear,

Come, my moon-faced beloved, let me care for you

Or a male turtle-dove to sing to me whenever I wished?

Or lead you like a noble steed when I desire your song

فَلَيسَ لِلبِرِّ وَالتَقوى حَجَجتَ وَلا

فَلَيسَ لِلبِرِّ وَالتَقوى حَجَجتَ وَلا

مِن خَشيَةِ اللَهِ يا يَحيى بنَ وَردانِ

مِن خَشيَةِ اللَهِ يا يَحيى بنَ وَردانِ

For it was not for righteousness and piety that you made the pilgrimage, nor

You speak not of virtue or piety as excuses

Out of fear of God, O Yahya ibn Wardan.

Nor fear of God, O Yahya ibn Wardan

كُنتُ الخَبيثَ إِذا شَدّوا مَحامِلَهُم

كُنتُ الخَبيثَ إِذا شَدّوا مَحامِلَهُم

أَيّامَ مَكَّةَ أَنتَ الفاسِقُ الزاني

أَيّامَ مَكَّةَ أَنتَ الفاسِقُ الزاني

I was the vile one when they fastened their camel-litters,

When in Mecca you were a vile adulterer

During the days in Mecca—you are the sinner, the fornicator.

As they tightened their saddle girths around you