1. O you who walk with reproach, bearing bitterness
Among people, between correspondent and correspondent

2. Convey to your father Ali my blame
Like advice, telling a transgressor about a just one

3. Do not deny me reproach, for you have not ceased
To accustom every leaning friend to education

4. Shall I sleep from words that kept me awake
In pain, insomnia, and it is the grief of my joints

5. And if I am cast then I am killed so how can I
Forgive you when you have forgiven my killer

6. You caution while you are the scabbard of my sword in my hand
And your son falls short while he demolishes my withering

7. And I see you both, not the truth are you defending
Him nor is he defending falsehood

8. Do you both know any excuse for a wealthy one
When he spends the night in the form of a coward

9. And for what should I hope for a friend of great deeds
If he is not called to small deeds

10. And it is impossible when you do not ward off from me
The onslaught of the hyenas, your standing for the brave lion

11. And I see that my heart after is not peaceful
Either your aloofness or unconciliatory

12. And I was determined to be patient with you both
But the burden of my patience weighed down my shoulders

13. So I turned back, what my vengeance took as its share
From me nor did estrangement take any use