1. The days of your misery, O worst of men, are close
And isolation will undoubtedly come to you

2. And in the last days of Shawwal, your bliss will not
Remain, and the arrows of death pierce you

3. And you will plunge for what you did in Hell
With all who were intimate with you in the world

4. So cut off your hopes from money and children
And from those who used to be intimate with you

5. And lament your youth in the month of fasting, for nothing
Will come to you on the day of Eid sufficient for you

6. That was indicated by a true dream
From one knowledgeable, who shows people your secrets