1. Oh Tires, tell my two dear friends, who are
Like eyes to me in gaining benefits and like ears

2. That assist my hands, right and left, and who have gained
My gratitude for their past favors,

3. This one is my right hand when defense is needed,
And that one assists me when I need help someday,

4. My master, the pilgrim, Darwish, and his companion
Jamal Atta the noblest of cities and towns,

5. Delight of gatherings, star of faith, most melodious of those
Who sang, and was interested in refined joys,

6. May God guide you both, I did not befriend you
Except in hopes of aid against fate,

7. And did not wear you in every calamity
Except for your being the strongest of shields,

8. Why do I beg from you today importunately
When importuning is not blessed by the Merciful?

9. So you vex me with a rejection beyond
My patience or grief finding solace in it,

10. Your excuse was not a saying I could hear
For your vexation is among the greatest trials,

11. Had you named me a price I'd have come to you
Seeking it, whatever you wished of ransom,

12. I now recite, since you've disappointed my hopes,
A verse by one of the discerning and wise:

13. I was not the first traveler fooled by a moon,
Or guide impressed by the greenness of a valley.

14. May God protect you from my blame, for its easiest
Does not settle on the soul within the body.

15. And may my Lord grant you, wherever dawn rises,
Safety, so long as the tender leaf grows on the branch.