1. The journey draws near, and home bids farewell and adorns itself,
And forgets the companion it once sheltered and accompanied.

2. Our days are frowning eyelids, stern and severe,
Unless softened by the wise and patient.

3. Parting is inevitable when one is called away,
Enough that he rests in the sarcophagi, overpowered.

4. The protector of might whom war could not vanquish,
Who did not live to old age but passed as one with grey locks.

5. You delight in his valor though he is unarmed,
And the days count him when he is tested.

6. The lands lie in the shadow of his taxes,
And are included among his territories as he defends.

7. When his weary body is clad in armor tomorrow,
A coat of mail protects him from below as it drips.

8. When the burden of a man's sin weighs down his shoulders,
The nobles say his benevolence when he sins.

9. Household items, if you reproach them when storm-struck,
You will be filled with the knowledge that they will make amends.

10. The fleet-footed camel sees it and kneels down
Mournfully, and youth engulfs it so it bows.

11. When she wears clothes improperly, his words to her
Are only greetings whenever he faces her and her kin.

12. When the day ends while still angry, he does not
Remain resentful for long when he is upset.

13. It is as if his shoulders and chest
And whatever fiery coal has fallen from him still blaze.

14. Will you reward him with gratitude like his generosity,
Rising upward and aiming straight?

15. He has a sword that defends from blame whenever
He flails it in a tumultuous assembly.

16. You are the Wise Healer, what bequest
Did he command in his tattered clothes?