1. I sought to give thanks for what you did for me,
But fell short, though I am grateful.

2. For you bestow kindness on me spontaneously,
While I deemed that too much, so paltry.

3. So I return blessed, while you return
With the perfect attributes, first and last.

4. And though I wrote a poem about you,
Your noble traits, glories and prides utter it.

5. Beyond the reach of those unable to grasp your attributes,
A different kind of poetry is intended by them.