1. A long-lived man still walks ahead though time
Wears him down and he finds no tricks to save his prime.

2. You see him weak as a feeble old woman
Whose lot is poverty and who must fend for her home.

3. He's clothed in tatters, wrecked like a worn-out land
Whose peace tribes in hordes have come to upend.

4. My son of war, if I denounce Jarir's fame,
Long ago he gilded his name with glory sublime.