1. O you who sent a missive and a sheet
Of paper currency to please Ayub

2. I knew you had paid off the debt completely
With what you sent in writing

3. Poetry where each letter equals
For me treasures when the literate is literary

4. Ayub was your creditor and friend
So he became burdened and troubled by your debt

5. I made him know my poetry but I don't see in it
An equal to your requested debt

6. Far is the difference between an eagle that flew in the sky
And an ant that crawled on the dust creeping

7. Sorry my noble and kind brother, and welcome
To you as a poet, merchant, and doctor

8. You busied your money in the pockets of the miserable
And went to nourish hearts with poetry

9. O owner of wealth, refined literature
You surrendered to the beloved homeland a lover

10. One's intelligence is attributed to him
But your intelligence was not accounted for

11. We count your achievements, and count for others like you
Of the wealthy their sins

12. Michel, it is enough that my poetry did not suit
The garment of praise on anyone but you

13. It grew grey blaming life and did not find
In any face but yours a beloved rising

14. Live wherever you wish, for wherever the noble settled
The man of virtues does not become a stranger