1. O Time, how harsh you are, O Time
No free man has enjoyed success with you

2. As for the base, you are their companion
And you grant them favor and victory

3. The base person endures throughout life
His heart undaunted by any mishap

4. Life treats him smoothly, without turmoil
And ease obeys his living

5. His goals are easy, his star is fortunate
And the branch of his joy is verdant

6. While upon the noble you inflict
A bitter, harsh oppression and coercion

7. If he seeks help for a problem, it flees him
And victory and triumph evade him

8. Or if he seeks a favor from you tomorrow
Some awful event blocks his path

9. His pasture is barren, his luck is war
And the side of his life is bare

10. His harvest is thorns, and for him the seas
Are stalled, and the core of his heart embers

11. O Time, cease the injustice to the noble
For they are the necklace at your throat, if only the throat knew

12. Greet them in peace, and keep their love
For they are stars in your dark night