كوخي لقد حال إلى صومعه

فاليوم لا لهو ولا جعجعه

My hut has indeed turned into a hermitage.

So today there is no revelry and no clamor,

ولا ندامى إنهم قد مضوا

ولا كؤوس بالطلا مترعه

Nor drinking companions—they have gone—

Nor cups brimming with wine,

ولا ترانيم ولا عازف

يسمع من يرغب أن يسمعه

Nor melodies, nor a musician

To play for anyone who wishes to hear him.

هنا هدوء مطلق شامل

إذا نضوا عن وجهه برقعه

Here is absolute, all-embracing stillness,

When they strip the veil from its face.

لا حبذا الكاس ومن أترعه

ومن سقانيه ومن شعشعه

Unwelcome is the cup, and whoever filled it to the brim,

And whoever gave it to me to drink, and whoever diluted it with water.

أَين ليالي لهوك الممتعة

يا هبر أَيام الصفا والدعه

Where are the delightful nights of your revelry,

O Habr, the days of serenity and ease?

أيام فيكم لم يكن رائجاً

سوق اجتلاء النهد والقنزعة

Days when, among you, there was no thriving

Market for gazing at breasts and tufts of hair.

جحشك يا هبر كعهدي به

ما زال لكن بدلوا البردعه

Your donkey colt, O Habr, is as I remember it;

It is still the same, but they have changed the packsaddle.

يا هبر أقصر إنها جورعه

مقصورة عالخب والأمعه

O Habr, desist: it is a plot of land [uncertain term],

Reserved for the trickster and the yes-man.

وكل من مد ذراعاً إلى

سنبلها فليفتقد أصبعه

And whoever stretches an arm toward

Its ears of grain—let him find his finger missing.

لا بارك اللّه بكاس الطلا

ومن به طاف ومن أترعه

May God not bless the cup of wine,

Nor whoever carried it round, nor whoever filled it to the brim.

صدقت ريب الدهر قد ضعضعه

وأَحفظ الناس له ضيعه

You spoke truly: time's vicissitudes have indeed shaken him,

And the one who guarded him best has neglected him.

هذي هي الدنيا فمن يستطع

دفع أذاها عنه فليدفعه

This is the world; so whoever can

Ward off its harm from himself, let him ward it off.