1. Blessings of God, neither zeal nor endurance
Will avail you if fate does not decree it

2. Evil fortune has clearly marked my lot
Favoring it, neither length nor brevity

3. I see men on saddled horses
Their kingdom exalted by Turks and Khazars

4. Wearing brocade lined with furs
Draped in silk robes, pipes, and ink

5. While I am drowned in poverty, my home desolate and disheveled
The barrenness of poverty, neither rain nor water

6. I say while poverty grieves and wounds me
And words hurl me into the abyss of thought

7. My misery will end just as your bliss will
When there is neither burden nor load