1. The blacksmith says to me as he leads me
To prison, “Do not grieve, you’ve done no wrong,”
١. يَقولُ لِيَ الحَدّادُ وَهوَ يَقودُني
إِلى السِجنِ لا تَجزَع فَما بِكَ مِن باسِ
2. Yet he ignores my plea though clear as day
٢. وَتَترُكُ عُذري وَهوَ أَضحى مِنَ الشَمسِ