1. Say to the one whose kindness has never ceased
To cure my ailments and pains

2. I have an illness that severs its causes
From the comfort of health, my causes

3. I have hidden today what it has done to me, so
People do not know what is with me

4. And nothing can cure me but a bite
Of a piece of the liver of the doorman

5. To spend the night in it while it is grilled
With fire, my teeth and my canines

6. So favor me by slaughtering for me one
With a shoe in the hallway of the door

7. For a drop of blood from his veins
Is more beneficial for me than a pound of fenugreek