أَراهُم يَضحَكونَ إِلَيَّ غِشّاً

وَتَغشاني المَشاقِصُ وَالحِظاءُ

I see them smile at me deceitfully,

While fates and fortunes cheat and fool me too,

فَلَستُ لَهُم وَإِن قَرُبوا أَليفاً

كَما لَم تَأتَلِف ذالٌ وَظاءُ

Though they draw near, familiar and close by,

I'm not to them a friend, as dhal and zha do not agree.