My companions are treacherous like a torrent-bed; like a streambed of wadis they flow away,

"All of the wicked [one's] days he is writhing, even [through] the number of years that are laid up for the tyrant.

Pleasant to him are the mounds of the torrent-bed, - and, after him, doth every man march, as, before him, there were without number.

Then lay up, in the dust, precious ore, and, among the stones of the torrent-beds, fine gold:

Terror will overtake him like a flood, at night, a tornado will sweep him away.

The torrent broke out from the sojourner; being forgotten of the foot, they were weak, they wandered from men.

Who hath cloven - for the torrent - a channel? Or a way for the lightning of thunders;

The lotus-trees cover him with their shade, the willows of the torrent-bed compass him about;