1. O son of Umar, though good in you is little,
False is the hope and wishful thinking in you.

2. If one comes to you bearing a letter from me,
Then my letter to you is very long.

3. And my messenger is a glance that rips through a thousand,
If no messenger can make it to you.

4. Do not plead poverty as an excuse, for I
Am not pleased by a miserly beloved.