1. Say to him who left arrogantly wronging others,
Pulling the embroidered train behind him,

2. It is the work of one who hopes to be immortalized,
You gathered what is bound to be scattered.

3. If it doesn't vanish during his lifetime, it will be gone tomorrow.
O you who hoard for others covetously!

4. You amassed wealth, did you amass any lifespan?
The same are those who walk dragging grandeur,

5. And those who live alone secluded.
Both will leave what they found.

6. And what one acquires will be taken away.
And if death befalls him, he cannot be ransomed.

7. Alas! We did not neglect guidance,
Truth has been made clear to us, had we intended.

8. How we ride the rugged path and spurn the paved road!
We take falsehood and cast away righteousness,

9. And how the two-faced see hypocrisy in us!
It is time we renounce our humbleness,

10. And after past tyranny that we be just.
And that we be seen detached from this world.

11. With patience over denial, though rejection is prolonged.
If I miss the count, I shall stay awake at night.

12. I am not pleased with fake pearls.
Don't you see our time has become gloomy?

13. It is as if, when we ask it for charity,
We leave it downcast and fettered.

14. Or we stare into the sun until our eyes are blinded.
Or we feel the fire with a rigid stick.

15. One who woke me up while he slept.
And tried to fix me but ruined me instead.

16. He envies me yet I don't feel envied.
He stayed up blaming me for being generous.

17. So I said, when he blamed me and impugned,
Pointing sometimes and elevating at others:

18. Isn't being praised for wealth just?
We spent the night with a mind busy and distracted.

19. Awaiting in a long dark night,
As if sins were sprinkled upon us.

20. Or as if bleakness was eternal.
At dawn like a polished rock bare.

21. As if when it appears, the horizon
Changed its color and became turbid.

22. And we only pluck the strings of enmity
With all the indecency of the bold.

23. One with an ambition that only climbed peaks,
If he is worn in praise one day and turns back,

24. And extends with eggs or arrows his hand,
Fear of demise won't come near his nostrils.

25. Unfortunate am I, though I don't intend misfortune,
And I have not fulfilled any promises to enemies.

26. Nor have I sought the life of countrysides.
Bringing concerns I thought were diminishing,

27. Wrapped in every depressed chord,
Laying heavy burdens.

28. Whoever wants to excel what I have,
Stand tall, it is possible not to sit still!

29. And draw for the opportunity a sharp sword,
And return to the meadows of glory among those who returned!

30. So whoever seeks glory with effort, his hands were supported!