O oppressor, do not exercise might on the weak

For the world does not stay the same forever

Do not twist the arm of the weak

For if he gains strength, you will come to nothing

Do not underestimate a small enemy

For I have seen a great mountain made from small stones

Do you not see how ants, when they come together

Can cause an uproar against fierce lions?

Not just an ant, but even a hair, which is less than that

When it fills, is stronger than a chain

Do not displace people from their place

For you will become helpless if you fall

The unity of friends is better than treasure

An empty storehouse is better than people in distress

Do not ruin someone's work

For many times you will fall at their feet

Endure, O weak, from the strong

For one day you will become stronger than him

With determination, bring about an uproar from the oppressor

For the arm of determination is better than the hand of strength

Tell the dry-lipped oppressed to smile

For they will break the teeth of the oppressor

The master woke up to the sound of the drum

How does he know how the night watchman passed it?

A caravan took care of its load of sorrow

Their hearts do not burn for the donkey's sore back

I assume you are not among the fallen

When you see the fallen, why are you not?

I will tell you a story about this

For it is lazy to pass over these words