1. The ruins called to Muhammad
Like the epic of Ibn al-Simmari

2. The ruins call Muhammad everyday
Oh wearer of armor, my era has been long, renew it

3. I decayed and decayed men, and years
Long years have passed without my birth

4. It screamed to the Merciful about the stench of its crime
And the fury in the abdomen and hand

5. And it also told Him many times
Hasn't the time come to release the shackled prisoner?

6. So the ruins told her, wait, for I am not
Releasing you from me or being buried in my tomb

7. So she told him, are you also shrouded
Since you died with me, O son of the stingy hunchback?

8. He said, yes, you will remain my companion
Until the day of resurrection from the sepulcher and burial