جَرى الناسُ مَجرىً واحِداً في طِباعِهِم

فَلَم يُرزَق أُنثى وَلا فَحلُ

People flow in one way, in their natures

Yet no gender was blessed, neither stallion or mare

أَرى الأَريَ تَغشاهُ الخُطوبُ فَيَنثَني

مُمِرّاً فَهَل شاهَدتَ مِن مَقِرٍ يَحلو

I see the honorable weighed down by sorrows, yet he perseveres

Passing by, did you ever see an abode that was sweet?

وَبَينَ بَني حَوّاءَ وَالخَلقِ كُلِّهُ

شُرورٌ فَما هَذي العَداوَةُ وَالذَحلُ

Between the sons of Eve and all creation

Are evils, so what is this enmity and hostility?

تَقِ اللَهَ حَتّى في جِنى النَحلِ شُرتَهُ

فَما جَمَعَت إِلّا لِأَنفُسِها النَحلُ

Fear God, even concerning the evils of bees

For the bees only gather for themselves, not for others

وَإِن خِفتَ مِن رَبٍّ فَلا تَرجُ عارِضاً

مِنَ المُزنِ تَهوى أَن يَزولَ بِهِ المَحلُ

And if you fear your Lord, do not turn away in disgust

From sorrows you wish would carry away the abode

فَهَل عَلِمَت وَجناءُ وَالبَرُّ يُبتَغى

عَلَيها فَتُزهى أَن يُشَدَّ بِها الرَحلُ

So did you know sanctity and righteousness are sought

To adorn oneself, so the saddlebags are tied tight?