1. Listen, oh Yahya's son, to my words
If you stand to hear them spoken

2. Do not praise yourself, glorifying your soul
For a youth praising himself is of no use

3. And do not claim superiority over Salim's son
That would be better than you, more pure and brave

4. While he is an extinguisher of praises, a collector
And his manners in the face of blame repel

5. A lion and a gazelle are not equal in action
Nor are honey and oleander equal in poison

6. You have missed faith, and sword, and bending rainclouds
Wearing black, blame patched over you

7. Suleiman sought progeny by his sword
As did He of Two Days or Tubba`

8. Their renown in history like the sun's light
And their memory established till Resurrection

9. While you are a boastful braggart
And the habit of the arrogant is no mark of courage

10. You're a coward in wars, a hoarder
Of money, while honor from you is borrowed

11. In the Rus lands your name is notorious
You fled and the sword of the 'Ureyka did not shine

12. Be like the son of Jawfal in the most desolate place
For you are from the blood of fleeing cowards

13. You're just a ruin after yet another ruin
But this age raises up the ape

14. Have patience - nights are sometimes gloomy
And tomorrow a poisoned arrow may pierce you

15. Bayyin lengthens his grieving wail at the center of your houses
Emptied of him, they are dusty and desolate