لَيتَ السِباعَ لَنا كانَت مُجاوِرَةً

وَأَنَّنا لا نَرى مِمَّن نَرى أَحَدا

I wish the beasts were our neighbors

And we saw no one of those we see

إِنَّ السِباعَ لَتَهدا عَن فَرائِسِها

وَالناسُ لَيسَ بِهادٍ شَرُّهُم أَبَدا

Beasts forgo their prey

While people never do; their evil is endless