1. The grief in my heart, eyes, and poison is heavy
For his sake each is suffering torment

2. His nearness is like the soul's separation from life
His distance pains like loss of glory, wealth, and youth

3. If you asked people about all they hold most dear
You'd find none but him in their reply

4. He's lower than dogs in worth, and if
You described him, you'd spare dogs the slander