1. I shake my sturdy spear at the impudent
Not gently, nor weakly upon their backs

2. I praised them not that I hoped for them
But it is protection from their evil and ascent

3. They said they would count me as eminent, but I said
Enough rain comes to me not reaching the East

4. They slept empty of me, so why did they leave
Weakness upon me, the worries and sleeplessness prolonged

5. It is enough that a people are censured that one who praises them
Directs praise to their character suspectly

6. He who cares not for the conclusions of words tomorrow
Cares not if the words are safety or truth