نَسَايَ نَسَتْنِي نَجَاتُهُ لَمَّا

تَذَكَّرَنِي مِنْهُ دَاءٌ دَخِيلْ

I forget my salvation when

Deliverance from my sciatic pain forgot me when,

A strange malady reminds me of him

a deep-seated illness from it remembered me.

أَيَا مَنْ أَعَلَّهُ سَيْرٌ إِلَيْهِمْ

نَشَدْتُكُمُ اللهَ مَنْ لِلْعَلِيلْ

O you whom a journey takes you to them

O you whom the journey to them has made ill,

I implore you, in God's name, help the ailing one

I beseech you by God, who is there for the ailing?