1. O my soul, the abode you built and departed from
Have you grieved since it was demolished?

2. The sick man has recovered and servants attended him
Then you departed, with no eyes wet or hands busy.

3. The ailing and wakeful found rest
Though dirges still weep for them.

4. After disputes and sorrows they carried him
And laid the stranger in a ruined house.

5. Still in constant toil and worry
Perhaps he ended suffering by ending.

6. If the dead could speak I’d ask him
What he felt and saw when he arrived.

7. If you prosper in the gardens of paradise
You left a world aflame behind you.

8. Who would blame you for your transgressions in passion?
All people are burdened with a similar yoke.

9. Forgive your friend if he shunned you
And do not linger when visiting him.

10. Evil kin am I in the mornings
And my friend likewise, but I regret not nor does he.