1. I will recount what state I'm in and what
I have encountered, remembering,

2. And had I not been a poet, a poet
would have aided describing what befell me,

3. Previously, I let my tears flow over
my nothingness ceaselessly,

4. Until the month came, the month of fasting,
so it manifested and began to spread,

5. And its nights became its days
I spent awake, fasting, sleepless,

6. And forgot the people of affection and sublimeness,
and who recalls the bygone times,

7. And I said: you forgot their remnants
so remember me amongst them, mending,

8. A youth who inherited glory from his fathers
and the latter may inherit the former,

9. And how they donned the garments of eminence
and its splendid embroideries, splendid,

10. And they descended to the abode of power
and ascended; its downpour related its path,

11. And his pure governance indicated
that he has a pure birth,