O bird of the land and the air, how happy you are, and I have just stayed, happy to notice you, and you have remained among the branches in a free and pleasant passage, and you have worn the most beautiful suit, and you are repeating the ball, nothing is restricting you, with the least little thing that fulfills your sustenance every time, and you sing without uttering a sin, and you do not groan in distress, and a straw nest is enough. I do not envy you, but I envy you. After dawn, I wake up with energy, frequent optimism, and joy that acknowledges the One who created. The rosary of the kingdom is yours, O owner of the kingdom. Nothing frustrates you. My timekeeper does not disturb the person asking and everyone. There is no excuse, no false pretext, no malingering, no deceit, no justification that shames you, and no malice to anyone. Let there not be vinegar that spoils you with its clearness and harshness, nor excessive wishing for prestige, power, or wealth, or complaining against an injustice, or a ruling that is not according to desire, or injustice without right, nor method, or lawsuit in the courts, wishful thinking, or a revolution borrowed from injustice that seeks to rule with a systematic claim, or reciting God and saying the extra ten for enjoyment and regret. Regret is as usual most of the time among humans... As for the hunter, even if it is destined, it is not impossible, for it is destined and everything is facilitated for what was created for it, except in Hajj for those who are able to make the way to it, for which there is prohibition, caution, and expiation. And whoever rises to kill you in vain and take unjust revenge will be punished on the Day of clear truth and the Master of Creation, the truthful and trustworthy. He embraces the little boy whose pet bird died and consoles him in honor of you..
Oh, the beautiful bird of the sky, the dignified image, and you were created from water, loyalty, and connection, I loved you faithfully without
There is no burden or blame for the one who forgets, and we, the people of humanity, bear the burden
A heavy trust, even if we intend and do not intend, we refuse to let the mountains carry it and the heavens and earths are afraid of it, and we
By God’s command and power, we have worshiped the One Helping God, with pure contentment. Perhaps God will cover us with His mercy.