Have little care for fine style when we are gone.
(The mourners)
The tassel on his head-gear dangles;
Tell his mother to continue mourning.
The tassel on his head-dress droops;
Tell Na‛meh to quit fine dressing.
(Introducing the refrain at the mill)
Say to us, O Na‛meh, in the night,
“How often have I worn the best of silk!”
Say to us, O Na‛meh, in the afternoon,