1. O you of good name, deeds, traits
And origin and fame and morals and honors

2. You are ill and people are in pain
As if it is the foot of all people combined

3. And the people are between the questioned and his questioner
And the eye is in tears and the heart is in agony

4. The full moon was not changed by a palm for the happy one, nor
Were the flags reversed for science and morals

5. Neither did the flock of generous ones get terrified, nor
Did that sickness touch them by the hand of illness

6. And the tongues of pens became mute from silence
So words stopped between scattered and organized

7. That is the result of morals you made good
And the scent of flowers emanated in bouquets

8. I do not forget when your successor said to me one day
Give it to me, let me drink it until my mouth can no longer

9. So I said what happened, he said happily
The burden of pain was relieved from my beloved

10. We kept drinking it until we parted and we did not
Distinguish between head and foot

11. My pen answered the call to praise you
And rarely did my pen flow with praise

12. In your lips is the healing of opinion from error
In your lips is the healing of justice and resolve

13. And your absence tells us, and the rulings inform us
The fear of the innocent to the hope of the offender

14. Or a foot that has not ceased to strive for glory
Alas, glory is never absent from a foot

15. So praise be to God, recovery has come and in
That recovery is the recovery of glory and nobility

16. You no longer see a face other than delighted
Nor do you see today a face other than smiling