1. I wrote a note to some dear friends
But not a letter reached me in return

2. I told them I had bought a horse
That could barely stand when saddled

3. Whenever he faced the meadow
He only glanced at a flower or two

4. And I am in need of shoulders I can lean on
Whose kindness we can forever sip

5. So gift me with what releases my pain
When it's in cups their brims overflow

6. With winds that have an ambergris scent
And a beautiful color and elegant shape

7. When the wind stops blowing it shows its dye
Making you imagine hands caressing it

8. Aged and I overpaid its worth
And was fair in what came between halves

9. It came to give cheer to the cheerless
And the sorrowful found joy in its turn

10. A sacrifice for God's servants my sight and hearing
For without God's servants customs are not known

11. A lad whose gifts have bright faces
And whose manners are not harsh or rude

12. When he aims arrows no betrayal dishevels him
And when he speaks no breach follows his oath

13. He remains in the meadow of safety around him
Never plucking the flowers of peace