1. You're to blame, no excuses will clear you,
Nor will your advice earn you gratitude.

2. How you torment my heart!
Yet my heart is but a flask.

3. In everything, o you, I'm distraught,
Cheerless because of you.

4. Even my old age, now become
A ruin no longer lived in.

5. O woman, don't fret,
Before you alter your image.

6. I have a lord whose care
For my old age is abundant.

7. I've seen that it makes wrinkles
Like camphor dissolved in al-sārūj.

8. From me, nothing; from my lord, only
Wages, creation, light.