1. I helped a man whose eyes overflowed
Be not amazed at unfeeling eyelids

2. When the heart scorches him with its ardour
Then tears are the outpouring of the heart

3. The youth yearns for an empty spring
And the good fortune of death in every valley

4. And he knows what's in his hands for the universe
Yet the universe is but a harbinger of corruption

5. Time has stumbled with the forerunners
And death has not failed to outrun the steed

6. By your life, ruin's suspicion is irreversible
Suspected yet no fighter with endeavor

7. The arrows of doom strike the youth
Even if they shot wide of the mark

8. They hit their target with their onslaught
And deafened a folk in their abode

9. And crippled a dog in its prime
Yet it took no pride in the purebred steeds

10. But my comrades betrayed me
And I recoiled, failing my purpose

11. Has the sword ever struck without a wrist?
Has the head ever stood without a neck?