الْمَقَامَةُ الْكُوفِيَّةُ

He said: Then a young man appeared to me.

Ó sọ pé: Lẹ́yìn náà, ọ̀dọ́mọkùnrin kan yọjú sí mi.

Wearing a cloak.

Tí ó wọ aṣọ ìborí.

And said: By the sanctity of the elder who established hospitality.

Ó sì wí pé: Ní orúkọ ọlọ́lá àgbà tí ó fi ìpilẹ̀ṣẹ̀ àlejò lélẹ̀.

And founded the pilgrimage in Mecca.

Tí ó sì fi ìpilẹ̀ṣẹ̀ ìlọ sí Mẹ́kà.

We have nothing for a night visitor when he comes.

A kò ní nǹkan fún àlejò òru nígbà tí ó bá dé.

Except conversation and shelter in the courtyard.

Àyàfi ọ̀rọ̀ sísọ àti ìsápamọ́ ní ààfin.

And how can one offer hospitality who has been deprived of sleep?

Báwo ni ẹni tí a gba oorun lọ́wọ́ rẹ ṣe lè pèsè àlejò?

Hunger has worn his bones when he set out.

Ebi ti jẹ egungun rẹ̀ nígbà tí ó jáde lọ.

So what do you think of what I have mentioned?

Nítorí náà, kí ni èrò rẹ nípa ohun tí mo sọ?

I said: What can I do with an empty house?

Mo sọ pé: Kí ni mo lè ṣe pẹ̀lú ilé òfìfò?