لَعَمرُكَ ما أَنجاكَ طِرفُكَ في الوَغى

مِنَ المَوتِ لَكِنَّ القَضاءَ الَّذي يُنَجّي

By your life, your glance in battle

Did not save you from death, but fate who saves.

فَلا تَكُ زيراً لِلنِساءِ وَإِن تَمِل

لَهُنَّ فَلا تَأذَن لِزيرٍ وَلا صَنجِ

So do not be submissive to women, and if you are weary

Of them, then do not permit a submissive man, nor pale woman

وَلا تَدنُ لِلصَهباءِ بِنتاً لِأَبيَضٍ

وَلا تَقرَبِ الحَمراءَ مِن وَلَدِ الزَنجِ

The daughter of a white man,

Nor go near the red woman the child of the black man.