1. They say this is an age of light
Has moral meanness been eradicated?

2. Or has the cloud of deceit conceived
So dawn shone and rays smiled?

3. Has loyalty prevailed and treachery died?
Has doubt departed and the mask fallen?

4. If not, what do they call light?
While elements of life still conflict

5. Infidelity, all disgrace and failing
Faith is but vulgar insult

6. Philosophy based on inanimate matter
Which the rabble destroyed in its origins

7. They pursue what satisfies their passions
As a sail submits to the winds

8. Songs are composed for the goddess of vice
Around it conflict continues to dwell

9. Every drunkard protects it
More deserving are the starving children

10. Chastity wept when its people turned away
And bid it a regretful farewell

11. In love there is peace, so there remained
Only desires inflamed by craving

12. Fulfilled in them like drinking water
No sword frightens or cautions

13. Their marriage is for money or status
Brought by the capable

14. Pimps trade in singing girls
Whose rejection is bought or sold

15. We cast our daughters to them as goods
As if our daughters are their chattel

16. Goodbye O world, for I have seen
People die and lose all

17. If you say the age is light
Bolstered by invention and progress

18. Then for fellowship and sharing
Do not let what is called survive

19. And in the name of science and scholars
Misguide souls taken by loss

20. And in God's name and piety
Kill people's conscience and let deceit live

21. Consume the money of widows and orphans
And enjoy plundering it

22. Do not grieve over a bereaved woman who laments
Or a child deprived of suckling

23. Or a people devastated by wailing
For who would hear their lament?

24. And say this is an enlightened age
For your word is obeyed

25. God keep safe the silent ones and their advisors
But there is no convincing the excuser

26. Endless disasters afflict them
Distressing even the vast bosomed

27. Disasters, whenever I think of them
I feel a painful headache

28. Oh my time and my sale was a loss
God has woven, who like me can be sold?