1. My friend, vanity has entered his heart
Surely vanity is a brother of my enemies

2. I gave him my advice but he became more stubborn
In his error, and my trials with him increased

3. He began to think ill of me, though if not for vanity
His thoughts of my loyalty would not have worsened

4. I had hoped he would remain loyal forever
But in this my hopes were dashed

5. I yearn to meet him, but he yearns the opposite
So meeting feels like death, a miserable encounter

6. Yet still I accompany him in his wretched state
For the full moon was once a slender crescent

7. My friend, arrogance is an ugly trait
You’ll find it only in fools, this I state

8. Conceit is a disease with no cure
Until one reaches eternity in the grave

9. So lower your wings to people, you’ll excel through them
For humility is the mark of the wise

10. If the brilliant moon were vain about itself
You'd see it plummet down to the dust