1. O night when we complained at the hillside
Of the lack of hospitality from the generous host

2. We spent the night while the cold shook us
Until it almost snapped our joints apart

3. If only it were a night we spent in it
Until the morning while we dragged along misfortune

4. We said to its caretaker when he came at evening
With his characteristic scent, so customs became denied

5. Present us with a meal, not a candle
For hunger has driven sleep away from our eyes

6. And let the darkness wrap around us like what
The Abbasids chose as attire in the land