1. If you see lightning flash from their land,
My ribs won't shudder, nor will my tears flow.

2. And if a dove coos over the acacia,
Warbling at dusk, I won't lament the acacia leaf.

3. Be gentle with a heart consumed by passion's fire,
Ablaze, with eyelids drowned in tears.

4. Samiray, take the right path toward their land,
Rightward, and don't neglect the roads toward it.

5. Winding upon a horizon adorned
With sweet, musky incense - it graced the horizon.

6. For there lies the melody where they resided,
And he who recalls it will heal and find peace.