1. The knaves are chewing garlic
And haunting gatherings like worries

2. The people's acumen is blemished with wine
And the people's knaves are blemished with garlic

3. If you rebuke them for the stench, they say
Such are the flavors of the mouths of scoundrels

4. So foul deed trails foul word
And garlic stench trails the stench of blame

5. Oh how ugly over ugly and crushed
Are those faces and corpses