1. O prisoner, how is your imprisonment?
I have thought of nothing but Tunisia in it

2. They imprisoned me in love for her and wanted
What they wanted and I am nothing but innocent

3. Shall I see her while my brothers are suffering?
And spend my life deceiving?

4. The tremors of war shook her so from it
I take whatever is required

5. I am not to be blamed for what I did
How many like me are among them

6. I wrote in prison with my hand a book
And the nights to the Mullah recite it

7. In it there is nothing but the truths appear
It is the truth, suffice you its exposer