O son, the world is not an eternal kingdom

One cannot hope for loyalty from the world

Did not the throne of Solomon fly with the wind morning and evening?

The throne of Solomon, peace be upon him?

In the end, did you not see it blown away?

Blessed is he who left with knowledge and justice

The one who took the ball of fortune

Was the one who cared for the comfort of the people

Those who took up the work benefited

Not those who gathered and left behind