1. O Amr son of salt, do not be arrogant,
And return to your known proper measure.

2. You are the sons of deception since birth,
And sons of disgrace and woolen robes.

3. The rabble threw away your coins
Out of the frivolity and foolishness in you.

4. So with what do you reproach one with such lowly lineage
Thus would he be an opponent to a noble one.