The sun's boat is broken and drowned in the Nile, but a piece is floating about on the water of the Nile.

The twilight's pure blood drips into the sky's basin; has the lancet of Nature drawn the sun's blood?

Has the sky stolen the ear-ring of the evening's bride? Or has the fragile cord in the Nile's waters strolling?

Your caravan is afoot without help of bell's call; the human ear cannot hear your foot-steps' sound.

You show the spectacle of rise and fall to the eyes: Where is your home? To which country are you going?* * This alludes to the fact that the creation of God is for the equitable use of the entire humanity and not for a particular country. This is what is included in the concept of the super-national Islamic State.)

O star-like planet take me with yourself, the prick of Longing's thorn keeps me restless.’

I am seeking light; I am weary in this habitation. I am the restless child in the existence's school.