1. Look at money, it has become mere paper between us
Gloom has gathered, dusty ledgers

2. O you who wrongfully seize money raising through it
The tilt of pillars, from a kingdom of jars

3. Give back to the darkened community
The white dirhams or yellow dinars

4. O people, was your politics
Anything but the politics of deceivers?

5. If only the heavens and earths collapsed together
When your hands cast us to the fates

6. Begone! The world entire is fed up
With the excuses you trot out