1. Winter came and I had no coat
So I began to seek the abode of faith

2. It seemed to him a beloved when he saw it
So he started moaning with sorrow

3. He complained of the flames in his heart
That were raised on the firewood of captivity

4. His ribs shook as if they were
Reeds that the wind had blown in October

5. He would forget and be still from what was in him
Then memories would return and he would collapse like a madman

6. I thanked my Lord that if he had read it as a coat
I would have deliberately killed him without a knife

7. And I went out walking quickly while hiding
Behind the horns of his handsome eyebrow, the son of al-Qayni