رُوَيدَكَ لَو كَشَّفتَ ما أَنا مُضمِرٌ

مِنَ الأَمرِ ما سَمَّيتَني أَبَداً بِاِسمي

Slow down, if you unveiled what I harbor

Of the matter, you'd never call me by my name

أُطَهِّرُ جِسمي شاتِياً وَمُقَيِّظاً

وَقَلبي أَولى بِالطَهارَةِ مِن جِسمي

I purify my body chatting and awakening

And my heart is more deserving of purification than my body