يَعقوبُ يَنظُرُ في الأُمو

رِ وَأَنتَ تَنظُرُ ناحِيَه

Ya'qub looks into the heart of affairs,

while you gaze off to the side;

أَدخَلتَهُ فَعَلا عَلَي

كَ كَذاكَ شُؤمُ الناصِيَه

You brought him in, so he rose above you—

such is the ill omen of the forelock.