الْمَقَامَةُ الرَّحْبِيَّةُ

And the necklaces of the crowd scattered.

Àti pé ẹ̀gba ọ̀pọ̀ ènìyàn túká.

Then I headed to the governor's courtyard.

Lẹ́yìn náà mo lọ sí àgbàlá gómìnà náà.

And there was the old man, guarding the youth.

Nígbà náà ni àgbàlagbà náà wà, ó ń ṣọ́ ọ̀dọ́mọkùnrin náà.

So I implored him by Allah, is he Abu Zaid?

Nítorí náà mo bẹ̀ ẹ́ lọ́wọ́ nípa orúkọ Ọlọ́hun, ṣé òun ni Abu Seidu?

He said: Yes, by Him who permitted the hunting,

Ó sọ pé: Bẹ́ẹ̀ni, ní orúkọ Ọlọhun tó gbà wá láyè di dẹdẹ.

I said: Who is this youth,

Mo sọ pé: Ta ni ọ̀dọ́mọkùnrin yìí,

For whom dreams have yearned?

Ẹni tí àwọn àlá ti ń nifẹ́ si?

He said: In lineage, he is my offspring,

Ó sọ pé: Nínú ìdílé, òun ni ọmọ mi,

And in earnings, my trap

Àti nínú èrè, òun ni pakute mi!

I said: Why didn't you content yourself with the beauties of his nature?

Mo sọ pé: Kí ló dé tí o kò fi ni tẹ́ lọ́rùn pẹ̀lú àwọn ẹwà ìwà rẹ̀?