بخش 11 - به پایان چون رسد این عالم پیر

When this old world comes to end and every hidden decree becomes manifest,

don’t put me to shame in our Master’s presence, judge me in his absence.

My body is fragile, my life in constant endeavour, to visit a city where Batha lies on the way;

stay here and mix with the elect, for I’m on my way to friend’s destination.