1. I forgave for a time the relapse of sins,
And with the king of men forgiveness is sought,

2. In the solitude of man are kinds of pleasure,
And all kinds of beasts the desert brings together.

3. Perhaps sins were a ladder for religion,
And your fire under water, digging brings it out.

4. Yearning for musk or smeared with ambergris,
I see Umm Dafar whose son did not abandon her, Dafar.

5. And what is the grave but a dwelling which
The lies of wishes then in it the people settle.