1. The virtuous man knows I do no wrong,
And my protector against time is determination,

2. My companion whose nature is most noble,
His adornment humility and devotion.

3. Many words come to me while I am heedless,
And worries over me are dormant.

4. I know who speaks them, but oh,
If only a sword were in my right hand!

5. How can the worn-out swords attack them
And pens transgress against them,

6. Without my accepting humiliation against honor-
Pride, magnanimity, and manliness refuse.

7. Thrusts in which peaks are demolished
And blows from which doves flee.

8. I know not what my tongue is saying,
And my mouth is congested with words.

9. It is as though among us is a young gazelle
Who follows life and time holds the leash.

10. So turn away cares-life is but a day-
And leave words-for time is but a year.

11. O you who are frustrated and vexed, perhaps
Those turbans will recognize you.

12. So beg among the neighbors and sit disgraced
While men of stature stand guard over you.