1. O you who sees my affliction
To you I complain of torment

2. By a people with whom I was afflicted
Like the affliction of the body with scabies

3. Their wise ones deceive me
So I flee while they chase me

4. And their leader pretends with me
So what can one expect of the guilt

5. I thought their mirage was water
So they destroyed me with yearning

6. For something I did not give them
So do not ask about the reason

7. I thought they were of noble origin
I found them to be of evil intention

8. So I refused though I was content with what
I was afflicted with of fatigue

9. I was happy and could not believe what
I was saved from of ruin