نَحنُ قَطنيَّةٌ وَصوفيَّةٌ أَن
تُم فَقَطني مِنَ التَجَمُّلِ قَطني
We are cotton-clad, and you are wool-clad;
for finery, my cotton is enough for me.
تَقطَعونَ البِلادَ بَطناً وَظَهراً
إِنَما سَعيُكُم لِفَرجٍ وَبَطنِ
You traverse lands, belly and back;
your striving is only for loins and belly.
حاطَني خالِقي فَعِشتُ وَلَولا
خَوفُهُ قُلتُ لَيتَهُ لَم يَحُطني
My Creator protected me, and so I lived; were it not for
fear of Him, I would say: I wish He had not protected me.
جَسَدي خِرقَةٌ تُخاطُ إِلى الأَر
ضِ فَيا خائِطَ العَوالِمِ خِطني
My body is a rag sewn to the earth;
so, O stitcher of the worlds, stitch me.
Sol 6