1. Praise be to Allah, Lord of the worlds, for
Your nearness and your distance from Him, O son of Ishaq

2. Oh, would that I knew when you would remember me, now that
You have become lord of dinars and papers

3. You will remember me when it is said from a skinny one
And the leg turns at death to the leg

4. A day, by my life, when people are preoccupied with themselves
And incantations of the healer are of no use