1. O dusty, gloomy call
As if it came from a journey

2. In it they presented Christianity
That regrets its ancestors

3. Then a chess game that did not stop
With hands surrounding it

4. We did not stay an hour in its game
Then we shook it off and stood it up

5. And after it, her prideful sister
A worshipper standing and fasting

6. In her lap the ends of a corpse
Killed by her unjust mother

7. And do not forget the hashish girls
My confusion in describing them is endless

8. Is it hashish spread on my fingers?
Or a snake asleep in its midst?

9. And the smugglers with their power
Left our noses dominated

10. And the yellow arms were so wondrous
When unarmed souls craved them

11. And the backgammon, do not forget
Its standing pegs in its trench

12. And the soapy cup after it
It boasted when it was the last

13. Al-Kararisi remained complaining
Of a gang in his house feeding

14. And said my son is ill and I have
A standing funeral for him

15. And his nurses rallied around him
With nothing but a pouring sob

16. And this is only for a broken piece
Breaking what was still intact for him

17. And we ate it, how much it stirred
A slapping of cheeks and slapper!

18. Then we fled to his garden
Fearing the determined death

19. We remained beside the pumpkin amusing ourselves
What a standing blossom it is!

20. And utmost subtlety is in a broken
Jar that became our destroyer

21. We urinate in it then water with it
What a reprehensible coincidence!

22. And a wheel singing with its tunes
While the bag was determined

23. And in what it sang when it spun
"Who is for me after you, oh Fatima?"

24. We cursed hearing its voice
And it insulted us afterwards