1. O prince, my mind was enthralled in praising you,
And my poetry adorned with your attributes.

2. They envied me for my acceptance and nearness,
So they slandered me to you, though I had done no wrong.

3. I nearly believed the truth in suspicion,
But suspicion is sometimes partly sin.

4. God knows what was said was false,
By people who freely ate my flesh.

5. They knew not that in their blindness,
My hand mixed it with surrender's poison.

6. If I had known them, O my prince,
I would have struck the foolish among them with an arrow,

7. And tracked them until
They walked straight and came under my rule.

8. All this from them I gain through my weakness,
Not through my strength, will or determination.

9. If you are pleased, I care not
For the dispraise of the straying defamer.

10. And if you get angry without a crime from me,
And do not act with restraint,

11. And give ear to slanderers relating from me
Whatever they want in every matter,

12. And answer my praises with rejection
And constant coldness and stoning,

13. Then forgiveness, mercy and peace
Where the evening found a pit after sickness.

14. And to your generous essence is dedicated
The most plentiful share of varied praises -

15. No loyal, exonerated servant
Has recited them in daytime or at nightstar's rising.