Who could hide embers in straw, who too suppressed the scent of flowers? Have you seen virtues shriveled?? My blood heats oh! dear If ever I hear good or bad on you.
Oh! dear, it's jealousy all masquerade is that you eat and dress well. That you turned stones into soil harvest heaps of grain by toil.
Oh! dear your muscles speak so as your red sweats descend from head to feet go on mixing with soil to become a worship. Hail to your arms and woe to the eyes that are intolerant at you. Yes, the newly bought oxen duo and ornaments for your beloved wife cause fire in them.
Oh! dear the newly built house that you made at ease might burst their hearts. The poor who doesn't have cloth to hide the waist is always abused.
Let them envy you. It isn't easy for a slave to become master. Oh! you industrious lad you spent labour, sold comfort to rise up. Your rigour harboured thou ship at shelter that's why they whisper often in jealousy....!