1. For your fate, you have long days from it
And a state that another state requires from you

2. And blame for its incidents and a blow
Speech falls short of telling it

3. So get up, you didn't get up and get angry for glory
How much is this blame and procrastination

4. You have sheathed it until it was said
Is it more firm on the legs or a bucket?

5. To how much do you estrange the white plains
And nothing but them has the nature of connection

6. And whoever was the most cuckolded father of his father
And its resolves the sudden destinies

7. The chest of its fading obeyed the passings
And headed towards his prayers the men

8. It says I will do great things to it
And the saying does not believe the deed

9. For you are misfortunes, make him enter them disheveled
In happiness, the place is too narrow for them

10. Man is nothing but the one whose sins piled up
And the seven heavy things became light for him

11. If you greet him, you greet a mangy old man
Whose thoughts and determination are fighting

12. The sides of the taverns complain about him
And the well-hammered sword complains about him

13. I'm disgusted with life, and what a living
Is delicious for those whose food is imagination?

14. If I count the sins of my fate
The droplets and the sands in it would be lost

15. But I reduce them with my patience
And the north hides them from my good fortune

16. And a deluded one who tries to attain my honor
So I told him: the planets cannot be attained

17. He sees the overflowing of my palm's generosity
And claims that the Obtainer is gone

18. And he wonders if I contained virtue as a child
Verily, to God then to me belongs perfection

19. I carry the weakness of my body the weight of my soul
And my soul cannot carry it, not even mountains

20. And I hear every saying but my saying
So I know that it is the impossible nonsense