1. The enemies have revealed their souls to you,
So direct your ill suspicions towards the brethren.

2. My soul abhors that I should humiliate one brought low,
Or that my unruliness should slacken the rein.

3. And I conceal from a friend's shoulder purity
Lest colours become confused on him.

4. A brother went astray, but in his affair
I found naught but to eschew and shun him.

5. I was loath to ask him for a forgiving hand,
Or to employ my tongue to aid him.

6. And when I did not seek his advantage,
He was hurt whether absent or present.

7. No hope remained from you, but it has come
To gladden me, making clear explanation.

8. If that to which her secrets led you
Were good, her talk would have been public.

9. If that was due to your bachelorhood
In which you were smeared with mud,

10. And from wonders is my suspicion of you
After you had been the pure one to me.

11. And my expecting evil from you with effort
When it is just that I should expect kindness.

12. And just as it gladdens you if my touch is soft, pleased,
Likewise fear my roughness when angry.