1. My Master, I come to you desiring your good pleasure,
And to your abode I hasten as a pilgrim.

2. O Kaaba of generosity, which none can circle
Save that he returns, thankful and grateful.

3. When you abandoned worldliness, you showed the true path,
Deserting all, a wanderer, an emigrant.

4. And you saw that to be under your protection was noblest,
So I wished to spend my life in your vicinity.