گفت گیرم کز تو ظلما بستدند ** قاصد خون من مسکین شدند

“I suppose,” said the Súfí, “that they took it (the ass) from you by violence, (and thereby) aimed at the life of wretched me;

تو نیایی و نگویی مر مرا ** که خرت را می‏برند ای بی‏نوا

(And seeing this) you would not come and say to me, ‘They are taking away your ass, O poor man!’

تا خر از هر که بود من واخرم ** ور نه توزیعی کنند ایشان زرم‏ 555

So that I might buy back the ass from (the purchaser) whoever he is, or else they might divide my money (amongst themselves and return the ass to me).

صد تدارک بود چون حاضر بدند ** این زمان هر یک به اقلیمی شدند

There were a hundred ways of mending (the injury) when they (the Súfís) were present, (but) now each one is gone to a (different) clime.

من که را گیرم که را قاضی برم ** این قضا خود از تو آمد بر سرم‏

Whom should I seize? Whom should I take to the Cadi? ’Tis from you in sooth that this judgement has come upon me.

چون نیایی و نگویی ای غریب ** پیش آمد این چنین ظلمی مهیب‏

How wouldn't you come and say (to me), ‘O stranger, such a terrible outrage has occurred’?”

گفت و الله آمدم من بارها ** تا ترا واقف کنم زین کارها

“By God,” said he, “I came several times to inform you of these doings,

تو همی‏گفتی که خر رفت ای پسر ** از همه گویندگان با ذوق‏تر 560

(But) you were always saying, ‘The ass is gone, O son,’ with more gusto than all (the others) who said it.

باز می‏گشتم که او خود واقف است ** زین قضا راضی است مردی عارف است‏

(So) I was (always) going back, (thinking), ‘He himself is aware; he is satisfied with this (Divine) judgement: he is a man that knows (God)’.”

گفت آن را جمله می‏گفتند خوش ** مر مرا هم ذوق آمد گفتنش‏

The Súfí said, “They all were saying (it) merrily, (so) I also took delight in saying it.