No one knows the value of a happy day

Until they fall into days of hardship

The winter of the poor in a narrow year

Is so easy for the wealthy

A healthy person who hasn't slept crying for a while

Has not thanked God for health

If you walk with bravery and sharp feet

Out of gratitude, walk with the slow-footed

The young should grant to the old

The strong should have mercy on the weak

What do the people of Jeihun know of the value of water

Ask those left behind in the sun

The Arab who sits by the Tigris

What concern does he have for the thirsty of Zarud?

One only knows the value of health

Who has been helpless and melted in fever for a while

When does a dark night seem long to you

When you turn from side to side with ease?

Think of the falls and rises of fever

For the sick know the length of the night

The master wakes up to the sound of the drum

How would he know how the watchman's night passed?