1. I see man tyrannize when he sings
And how slight is the descent from the ascent

2. People think they are from an ancient creation
And what came to them is new

3. Like cattle are blinded when grazing
From the abundant thorns for the sake of a stick

4. When your pockets are full and tidy
Your sides have become of iron

5. How strange is that money becomes a crown
And love of money most resembles shackles

6. Oh what a pity for the poor who
Became like dry kindling for the firewood

7. Their tears are dinars but
People turn blind eye to this money

8. Is it not cheating, which is injustice
The reward of effort given to the idle

9. And whoever reaps, woe to not
Repel the birds from the beloved harvest

10. And whoever carries a sword on the neck
The sword has thirsted for the vein

11. And the people are still envious of each other
Avoiding the evils of the envious

12. People say that money is water
With it glory comes alive with the stupid

13. Like filtered water, what do you see
Containing the turbid clay and worms

14. And where is the sea that is turbulent
From the marshes that are stagnant

15. Thus people were created, so whoever is miserable
Misery accompanies him, and whoever is happy

16. And whoever is angry at Saturn, why not
Turn the star of luck with his palm

17. And how much between the copper even if they electroplate it
And the radiance of solid gold

18. Customs that have always existed
So that death from immortality is evident