1. Indeed I thought, O Ibn Sa'd, it would bring me joy,
Yet supposition is sometimes wrong and sometimes right.

2. I left my family with no fruit while with them,
Yet with Ibn Sa'd there is sugar and raisins in sight.

3. My bones that shake and tremble with decrepitude,
And for the ailment of my knees there is no respite.

4. It seems the enchanting women have bent me over,
So I walk amongst men all hunched up and upright.

5. You refused me your bounty, O Ibn Sa'd, though soon
Death will come to me and it is ever so near in sight.

6. So if you give me back my sustenance, it is just
Provision for nights, and life itself is a blight.