1. O you who turned away from this world and its adornments
So its allurements did not seduce you

2. What did you see at the gate of Damascus when they wanted
To dress you in splendid garments

3. And mount you on the litter preceded by
Horses caparisoned that enchant the onlooker

4. It walked proudly with its rider
While litters do not boast their height

5. You cried out, "O people, vanity nearly killed me
And I was in a state I cannot describe"

6. My life was nearly poured into your world
Pleased to sell the rest for the transient

7. Return my mount for I do not seek a substitute
Return my clothes for today my old ones suffice