1. I have tasted the bitterness of patience,
And worn the garment of poverty and bondage,

2. I have sailed the seas of fear one dark night,
On a rugged, perilous course,

3. The waves were violent and the ship confined,
In a strait between two rocks,

4. I have seen war in an hour,
When the brave heart is oppressed,

5. No harm has befallen me, no affliction,
Worse than the loss of my father Nasr.