1. I did not blame you before, my brother, out of stinginess,
With my soul from you, nor did I die before you.

2. And I remained for you and remained delighted in you,
With righteousness, blessings and favor,

3. Until when death aimed for us,
After a long life that pulled the rope.

4. We all died, no one delayed,
From one, for the bitterness of loss.

5. And my soul that speaks as a witness is enough for you,
O friend, you are like me then.