1. For goodness sake, you never cease to blame me
O clansmen of Ja'far, no rancor stirred Ja'far

2. When I said this as his affection returned
His malice in his breast refused but to remember

3. The ruin of horses they met, and would oft
Meet the like of them, then more

4. Of people of the land, after wealth and neighbors
And left for them in me, scenes of sadness unveiled