1. If you live reflecting on people
You will go down a slippery slope

2. For that star and this dust
Are alike in the Grasper's fist

3. You admonished an arrogant one with advice
Yet he is not receptive to advice

4. And the anger of the hyenas from what befell them
Gave rise to the satisfaction of the Powerful

5. Death is he who escapes a lancer
So arrows from the shooter are inevitable

6. We have exemplars among men now gone
And am I not but a camel's brother?

7. Whenever you blame me for a slip
I return to my mother, the camel rider

8. And Harut, how he disobeyed his Lord
By teaching magic in Babylon

9. When the year veers towards the slightest crookedness
I aim its mouth towards the next

10. For the little makes the much overflow
Like rain promising abundance