1. O masters, my poverty has turned to wealth
And oceans, my longing heart yearns for you

2. If you race horses, I am the thoroughbred
When I heard your call, it pained me

3. I tightened my ihram belt and cried Labbayk
I shed my family and children

4. And gave up my sweet, plentiful life
I tightened the straps of patience and strength

5. And told myself strive and make an effort
Help me, for this is what I wished for

6. I traveled like the morning breeze in my youth
Until I reached you in the eve of my life

7. And when attaining what I wished, it crossed my mind
If I came to you walking, relying on my sight

8. I would not have fulfilled any right or duty