1. O generous one, neither the generous one hopes for you
Nor the deprived one seeks you through benevolence

2. You are blamed, so none who reviles you in the world
Is blamed, nor he who spends the night hoping for you, excused

3. You have always been of imperfect character, miserable
So your honor is diminished and your wealth restricted

4. You extend for benevolence a palm whose fingers
Are tied with a severed fortune of goodness

5. A cloak upon betrayal and ill omens, deployed
And a train upon indecency and shame, dragged

6. You have harbored vulgarity, baseness,
And villainy, so there is with you neither good nor goodness

7. You remained for the events of nights, unaware,
While your night is abandoned and your hater victorious

8. The days fight you after their peace
And you are humiliated, subjugated by fate

9. You have thus remained deprived of the nights and their days
As generosity in your black days remained severed

10. Your sanctum is violated, your abode deserted
And your robe torn, your door abandoned