يا سيدي نفحات جو

دك لا يطاق لها اكتتام

O my master, the breezes of air

Your darkness cannot be concealed

لكن دراهم في يد

يّ بدت فقال ليَ الأنام

But coins in hand

O people, appeared and said to me

ما هذه فأجبتهم

صدقات سرٍّ والسلام

What is this? I answered them

Private charity, and peace