1. The breeze blows to the thin clouds,
And scatters your mist on the talismans,

2. Pointing to the sisters of your palm,
Who give us water while they are clouds.

3. Tell the winds and life,
Take me to those dwellings,

4. And to the beating misfortunes,
That guide the dove to the dovecotes.

5. Circle around me peacefully, for I have
Come to the roses, the shelters.

6. My Master, my sitting prayer
And fate is standing before You.

7. I have two great needs,
And You are worthy of greatness.

8. My heart and my worries are among them
So have mercy on them as long as they last.

9. I am determined to raise my complaint,
With determination that bites the brambles,

10. And a willpower whose dangers
Fold over the guest of Hatem's generosity.

11. How long will the tree of hope
Produce fruits from the palms?