1. A lord in anguish from wellbeing
Misfortune stripped away his blessings

2. Brought to a matter that pleased him
But in his breast he saw misfortune

3. And a man whose safety was prolonged
Whom fate struck without cause

4. With arrows not made ready
That sapped the strength of his bitterness

5. And so is fate fickle
In how it treats a man in his time

6. It mixes hardship with ease
And a man's comfort in his hardship

7. A ladder's rungs its mother broke in ignorance
And Abu Salm in his old age

8. Each day successor to the last
A lancer who strives in its wake

9. Plunging grief into its burrow
As a hyena does into its lair