1. Your affliction, I am not one who is content with acceptance
Nor am I independent in subsistence from any excuse

2. I pardon you if my manner does not please you
And I indulge you if you incline to an easy side

3. Indeed I am too shy before you in absence to see
Unlike you, one whose conscience is folded in meanness

4. Your generosity, I did not whisper to you in intimacy
Except you returned me with your abundant bestowal

5. Praise of you will remain after us when separation
And remoteness and the mediation of travel come between us

6. You forgave my words until when the soul hardened
Against its hopes, you were stingy with giving

7. I envied you when you smiled at me despite misfortunes
So you came, neither frowning at any distress or poverty

8. And a man attained elevation, then his skills
Became too lofty for me and my like

9. Unlike you, except that the origin of his rod
And your rod are branches of one fragrant root

10. I recalled Abu Yahya, so the wishes immersed me
In oceans of melody until I gained respite in action