أَخٌ لِيَ ما لي مِن يَدَيهِ فِرارٌ

وَلا لي إِما غِبتُ عَنهُ قَرارُ

A brother of mine, I can't escape his hands,

And without him, I have no peace.

رَقيقُ حَواشي البِشرِ أَمّا لِقاؤُهُ

فَرَوضٌ وَأَمّا خُلقُهُ فَعُقارُ

Gentle in his manners, but meeting him

Is painful, and his nature, bitter.

قَمَعتُ بِهِ شَرَّ الزَمانِ فَلَم يَطِر

لِنارِ أَذىً مِنهُ عَلَيَّ شَرارُ

With him I repressed the worst of times, yet

No embers of harm from him touched me.