1. I am torn between two states,
My heart melts with sorrow and life withers away.

2. I have an ambition that rose like a spear point,
And I have a hand that trembles when giving generously.

3. My heart finds peace in fulfilling my dreams, but when
I determine my will, weakness comes to obstruct me.

4. Weakness comes only because I live in an ill-omened age,
Become destitute, and recoil from misfortune.

5. Whenever I become poor, my soul refuses disgrace,
Becomes proud, goes astray, even if ruined by affliction.

6. When the letter diminishes, the letter in his hand,
It comes to him confidently, though borrowed.

7. I have accompanied my age with adversity that mistreats me,
Nothing has weakened me but love and disease.