1. If you ask what is my color, storms in sorrows
My worries are big, and in my heart some hope

2. My eyes await the dawn’s continuous night
And await the rising of my fallen fate

3. Others ride the horse’s back, while I walk
Most wretched am I, as others take it all

4. Mix the coffee, O Bander, with cardamom and sweat
And fascinate, O Buk, to the rythm he leads

5. Oh father, cast away worries that crash like floods
All I wish guides me to valleys that disappear

6. My poems have failed me, and my shawl falls over me
And the feet come from the road’s pebbles leave it

7. The wounds of time walk in my ardent heart
And the swords of injustice shine in the face, pull them

8. If I stand, my head spins from the inclination
And if I come, oh father, sit on embers and fill it