1. Leave me and my father Ali
The one-eyed, blind, wicked one

2. Soon will rain down punishment
Until you see him pleading for help

3. Welcome, welcome Abu Ali
You have arrived at a bloody dwelling

4. I have villages not yet cultivated
So be not too eager to reap their harvest

5. Have a little patience, Abu Ali
Soon you will hear the talk of the town

6. I have gifts from the ladies
That Jarir once gifted to the tribe

7. For those who refused in my way
And stood for good like a firmly rooted tree

8. Whatever he wants of settled abode
Rushing waters and heavy rain