1. I grew weary of the world in Egypt and unbelief
And who can take me to the south, the barren wilderness?

2. I will make do when destitute with scraps
And drink, when thirsty, the oozing of wounds.

3. I see the days, the smooth sands -
Upon them ghosts of journeys.

4. They do not glitter with a wondrous departure
Nor scatter in the morn and departure.

5. They journey with what fate has carried
Until buried in the pits of graves.

6. So the girl's youth once hidden
Left in need of freedom and deliverance.

7. The boy leaves her with tears flowing -
Thus go the ways of mother time.

8. She grits her teeth at the folly of her sons
And her dignity cannot be hoped for from a sword.

9. We sought forgiveness amid the illnesses of this life
And your Lord is deserving of benevolence and pardon.

10. I will leave it populated for a people,
But did she allow a transient to populate?

11. Take this certainty from me -
Leave the doubter to his doubting.