1. O son of Buran, there is no escape when fates collide
So be patient now or take cover in your shirt

2. Curses and vilification have been my lot
As destiny rages and verse takes its course

3. Lost are the hopes your soul held so dear
The delusions of its devilish whispers

4. Make death your refuge from me
For death’s relief is the only salvation

5. What soul finds comfort leaving behind
Gains made in time’s upheavals and plunder?

6. I swear by God that if I leave you
I’ve never relished such sweet conquest

7. Any desire from you to breach my bounds
Has left me an impotent old wreck

8. O son of Buran, offspring of adulterers
A plea like a call to sincere devotion!

9. You’ve left me carrion for some lowly scavenger
While I am the lion, catcher of the catch

10. Evil is the scheme of this snake charmer
And the stewing of lions in deadly traps

11. With no pillar of might to shelter behind
No sacred mosque to awe his revenge

12. She times her moons until veins should pilot
Blood to auspicious channels of fecundity

13. She spends the night in prayer niches, whoring
So her son can be a child of sin’s progeny