در عقدِ بَیْع سرایی مُتَرَدِّد بودم. جهودی گفت: آخر من از کدخدایانِ این محلّتم؛ وصفِ این خانه چنان که هست از من پرس. بخر که هیچ عیبی ندارد. گفتم: به جز آن که تو همسایهٔ منی!
خانهای را که چون تو همسایه است
ده درم سیمِ بد عیار ارزد
لکن امّیدوار باید بود
که پس از مرگِ تو هزار ارزد
I was hesitating in the conclusion of a bargain for the purchase of a house when a Jew said: ‘Buy it for I am one of the landholders of this ward. Ask me for a description of the house as it is and it has no defect.’ I replied: ‘Except that thou art the neighbour of it.’
A house which has a neighbour like thee Is worth ten dirhems of a deficient standard But the hope must be entertained That after thy death it will be worth a thousand.