1. What does poetry want from me
Now that I lament my advanced age

2. Did the days take with them
My literary taste and art

3. I wished well but days
Did not fulfill my wish

4. I returned from a market where
I offered my goods at a loss

5. Was that the market's fault
Or my fault, do not ask me

6. The fire that raised my status
In the eyes of the era has dimmed in me

7. It was a flame that stirred
My talent and enlightened my mind

8. Days when I had fervor and
My heart leapt at verse

9. Do not blame me for the calamities
After that, do not blame me

10. O you who burden me with
The costs of youth, be gentle with my weakness

11. My time has passed and it was better
For it to spend my company, so leave me

12. Spring has gone and my return is over
And the era of singing has ended

13. I lost the pleasures of visions
And the pleasures of wishing

14. I have finished living
In the valley of imaginations, or as if I did

15. So if an effort occurs to you
From a hard worker who suffers and builds

16. His excuse is fear of resemblance
To a mill without grinding

17. He struggles like the struggle of bees
Which strive and reap for others

18. I am content that others' wishes
Be fulfilled even if I am denied

19. I make way for those
Who aspire without sorrow

20. And I surely quiver to those
Who blame me even if they are beneath me

21. The truth is that when
We attain it, it suffices us and enriches us

22. In it is all glory in every
Sense and in it is all beauty

23. Inheritances are similar in
That we prepare for them and harvest

24. So when we are gone, will
Our names suffice us

25. If we remain while spirits have
Gone, what do names mean

26. Had there been no benefit to progeny
In remembrance, it would not have pained me

27. As for reward, I have already
Received beyond my worth

28. In the present I borrowed what
Reciters will say about me