1. O Isaac Al-Samarah
O people who understood my words

2. He drank and drank and was refreshed
And lent this cup to his neighbor

3. A time will come when words make sense to him
And you'll see the young don borrowed clothes

4. I was never a minister
And will never head the ministry

5. But despite the universe's disdain
O son of the advisor

6. I will remain the epitome of piety
And live as the epitome of purity

7. My soul is like my cup, devoid
Of the filth of decadence

8. And people, I take pride in who I am
O people, Isaac Al-Samarah

9. With a long neck like a rooster's
Envied for its vitality

10. From the flowers of Gilead
And the one who raised that minaret

11. I quenched its thirst and it drank
And my soul was set ablaze

12. And that smoke I see
Has ignited into flames

13. So come where I stand
And beware the spark of fire

14. The paths we blazed
In fervent zeal

15. Were repaired by the celestial's grace
In the tavern of Isaac Al-Samarah