1. The nights adorn themselves with jewels
While I shelter them with your boundless sea of generosity

2. You still possess a reputation filled with glory
Even if you left no wealth-filled homes behind

3. The nights speak in your praise
No eloquent poet could match your merit alone

4. And I did not say the star remained fixed in place
Rather it stays fastened by those lofty heights

5. You built a thriving market of glory for it
And whoever is a merchant collects praise leading to you

6. You revived forgotten praise
And stirred poetry that had diminished before you

7. You were not but profiting through noble deeds
Even if losing treasures in the process