شكوت لسيدي مقام أرض

تجنب أهلها العيش الرغيد

I complained to my lord of a land

Whose people shun a life of ease.

نزلت أباد بيغ فانبدغنا

به مذ كظتنا البرد الشديد

We alighted at evening in a palm grove

And were drenched by a shower before the first night.

فذي سبخاؤه بيضاء ملح

وأوجهنا من الدخان سود

Now it is green and bright with white salt,

But our faces are as black as smoke.