1. O father of Al-Atawal, you have prolonged
Yet prolonging is of no benefit

2. Neither honey nor, by God,
Will a dressed wound heal

3. But perhaps it may drag on
If there is some respite

4. As it was and had been
With it the ulcer festered

5. And a day boiled with ambergris
And musk for Bahlool

6. And each had a group
For him a care and hope

7. So they became food for death
Ghouls feasted on them

8. And you're the fourth follower
No delaying that

9. And words of your wellbeing don't fool me
I see in you signs

10. And things have interpretations
Emaciation has shown your body

11. And the dressed wound is worn out
And insects buzzing around you

12. So stung and killed
And fever in your bone

13. You are forever suffering
And other signs besides that

14. Covered by clothes
And if with ten elephants from what's in you

15. The elephant would not survive
Is this taste of the bowel

16. Or your tooth decayed?
Or are these ulcers on you

17. Or moles?
Or has fever loved you

18. So this is kissing?
And why has your confidant

19. Turned away in sorrow?
If it's from indigestion

20. The Nile has flowed with you
And if it's a sickness that shakes you

21. There's no saying or words
And if you need my knowledge

22. Medicine is ready for you
On you is powdered colocynth

23. Poured and stirred