1. May God cloud the life of him who clouded life,

    For it had been clear and delightful.

  2. He came to us while the sky poured down rain,

    And music was in harmony with the wine.

  3. He shattered the cup, which was like a radiant star;

    It held the sweet nectar of wine.

  4. I said, when he struck me with what I detest—

    And Time strikes down whatever it bestows—

  5. May God hasten retribution upon Ibn Harb

    That leaves the house in ruins after a month.

Sol 6.1