1. Jaha sought a doctor
Whose eyes were like two moons

2. His tears were like raindrops
As he asked for a drop

3. The wise man frowned
With angry features

4. Flipping his palm over
And flipping his eyelid repeatedly

5. A serious illness
I fear its harm

6. Such redness as this
Is only the glowing ember

7. He shook his head haughtily
Concealing his secret

8. Casting various worries
With a glance following his glance

9. Furrowing his eyebrows
Like one curing his thoughts

10. Will he use a scalpel
Or will he use a needle?

11. Jaha called his sons
Laughter filling his mouth

12. And he said about medicine
A saying that remains an example forever

13. O tool of benefit, cursed are you
You have become a tool of wages