متأَنقٌ لا شيءَ يُعجبهُ

متأَنقٌ لا شيءَ يُعجبهُ

حَتىّ يُرى متكرّهاً ابدا

حَتىّ يُرى متكرّهاً ابدا

A fastidious man—nothing pleases him,

A perfectionist, nothing pleases him,

So much so that he always appears displeased.

Until he is seen always annoyed.

لا يعرف اللذات قاطبةً

لا يعرف اللذات قاطبةً

اذ لا يلَذُّ بايِّ ما وجدا

اذ لا يلَذُّ بايِّ ما وجدا

He knows no pleasures whatsoever,

He knows no pleasures whatsoever,

For he delights in nothing he has found.

As he enjoys nothing he finds.

وَيَخاف منهُ كلُّ ذي ملٍ

وَيَخاف منهُ كلُّ ذي ملٍ

اذ لَيسَ يرضيهِ ولو جَهِدا

اذ لَيسَ يرضيهِ ولو جَهِدا

And everyone with [work?] fears him,

And everyone with wealth fears him,

For he does not satisfy him, even if he exhausts himself.

As no one can satisfy him even with effort.

وَتراهُ يَخشى الناسَ ناقدةً

وَتراهُ يَخشى الناسَ ناقدةً

اعمالَهُ اذ ظلَّ منتقدا

اعمالَهُ اذ ظلَّ منتقدا

And you see him fearing people as critics

You see him fearing people's criticism

Of his deeds, since he is always finding fault.

Of his deeds as he remained criticized.

هَل نَفسُهُ تُرضيهِ واعجبا

هَل نَفسُهُ تُرضيهِ واعجبا

ام كانَ هَذا الحكم مطرَّدا

ام كانَ هَذا الحكم مطرَّدا

Does his own self satisfy him? How strange!

Does his soul satisfy and please him?

Or does this judgment hold without exception?

Or was this judgment applicable always?

مَن كان ل يُعجبهُ من احدٍ

مَن كان ل يُعجبهُ من احدٍ

فاظُنُّ ما هُوَ معجِبٌ احدا

فاظُنُّ ما هُوَ معجِبٌ احدا

Whoever finds no one pleasing,

Whoever is not pleased by anyone,

I think, pleases no one himself.

I think no one is pleased by him either.