1. Do not trust me with your secret, nor should I trust you with mine,
Lest others betray our confidential writings,

2. Or a bird I will shoot down and gut,
Still given to gossiping and backstabbing.

3. A black snake, winding is its movement,
Yellow are its large fangs though beautiful,

4. Solomon once wanted to slaughter it,
Had it not helped him gain Bilqis’ kingdom.