Translated by Aziz Isa & Rachel Harris
Rak Muqam Second Dastan
Left here by my cruel brothers
All that you see, you must tell them
Lonely Hemra left in this hut
Not dead but at peace, tell them.
Terrible troubles have fallen on my head
Food and drink are like poison to me
My eyes gouged out, abandoned in this hut
My companions like snakes and scorpions, tell them.