1. With zawabiqs*, the shadow of copper faded away
And the glistening beads of 'Ank began to be strung

2. In them, al-lijin** dyes, and from it
The intensity of nadhar*** dye increased during simmering

3. And leave it when it turns very red
For it has, upon maturity, a hissing sound

4. It is the fire for our fats, and with it the
Cooking starts, our beginning and end

5. In five compounds arise the
Dyes in our pure, limpid water

6. And with the fire of incubation emerges that
Dye, saturated with simmering, in the water

7. An intense redness in whiteness
Brought out by fires precisely

8. And it is a compound of subtlety
And astringency, simmering a little

9. In a vessel sealed at the top, no breaths
Escape from it during exhalation

10. Then a bird flutters up to it
Repelled from a dome to scattering

11. It is like a whale, the water does not stop
And its abode is in the resting place of blaze

12. And with this the wise one hinted in
An obscure metaphor, clarifying a famed secret

13. That if bodies are dyed, if done in the
Bodies, then take heed, you escape a great king