1. They said your satire is the arrows of villains concealed
So today I satirize arrows I do not conceal

2. They said a satirist satirized you, so I said to them
The mute rock has done justice to the one who threw it

3. Their men are worse than those who walk and their women
Are the worst of the wilderness, a fire that has consumed its kindler

4. It scratches her kindlers with rock, there are gashes in it
As mange scratches the veil of its lengthener