1. Grant me a transgression by which the foot has slipped,
The servants desire forgiveness in it.

2. The recompense of the sinner is enough for his touch,
Excess regret when regret does not benefit.

3. I have done what anger dictates, being able,
So where is what clemency and generosity dictate?

4. Far be it from your traits, which are beautiful,
That a sinner would disturb them.

5. After my misery and hardship, no harm
Hurts me that bewilders wounds and grudges.

6. I am amazed at the delay of your kindness towards me
While you are towards me the adversary and the judge.

7. I spent my youth playing in the shade of your door,
So it is shameful that you make me suffer destruction.

8. You clothed me with beautiful traits,
When bounties from it ceased, bounties came.

9. You made me grow in gardens within me,
Their blossoms smiling with ripe fruits.

10. So if you kill me, you are the master of your servant,
And if you bestow, such is the custom and propriety.