1. I was mocked by the mother of calamities when she mocked
The gray hair on my head, yet gray hair is no disgrace

2. A man's misery is not from poverty that disgraces him
Nor is his happiness ever from abundant wealth

3. Indeed wretched is he whose abode is the Fire
And triumph belongs to him who is saved from the Fire

4. I seek refuge in God from a matter that makes alluring to me
The blame of my clan or that brings me closer to disgrace

5. The best of worldly life makes one forget the evil of the Hereafter
And soon the Almighty will inform me of my chronicles

6. I do not favor the front room of the house over its back room
Nor will I clip the fingernails of my cousin's son

7. Lest God obstruct the sights I monitor
For God may see the state of one hiding in the dark