1. Your ransom is the soul of a servant, you are his Master
He hopes in you, O best of Masters

2. My conversation with you has been long
So do you have time for long conversations?

3. And all that my speech expresses
Is my desire for honest speech

4. And that I am among a people in whom
There is no young man to correct my mistakes

5. So my meat, no pots cook it
And my whale, no pans fry it

6. And my water, my waterskins are empty of it
And my bread, my provisions are devoid of it

7. And my empty discarded bag behind me
Long estranged from lawful sustenance

8. I think of my difficult situation
And more difficult than it, is leaving my homeland

9. So I have two conflicting illnesses besetting me
Sickened by both, I end the day

10. If I treat this, my liver dries up
And if I treat that, my intestines wither