1. He is a matter, and every matter,
He is Zaid here and there Amru,

2. He is a sacred mystery,
Men drank it as wine,

3. And we ate it as bread,
It is cream for us and dates,

4. A paradise tomorrow for us,
And for the unbelievers, embers,

5. His gifts drowned us,
And with it everyone was drowned,

6. We appreciate it for him,
Obeying prohibition for us and order,

7. Blowing into our bodies,
The spirit of the command like the blowing of wind,

8. And for us is the resurrection tomorrow,
From it in the dust after burying,

9. And he is undoubtedly a gambler,
Everything to him is obedient,

10. Where pure existence is, and it is,
Withered away from others withered,

11. Our non-existence and as if,
Our existence passed like a passerby.