English
Woe to the Arabs after the hundred and twenty-five, woe to them from the great chaos of the wings, and what are the wings, and woe in the wings are the winds that blow, and the winds that move their blows, and the winds that blow slowly. Woe to them from quick death, and terrible hunger, and abject murder. Allah will bring calamity upon them for their sins, and their breasts will be covered, and their veils will be torn, and their pleasure will be changed. And for their sins, their pegs will be pulled out and cut off. Its noises, its winds are disturbed, and its eyes are confused. Woe to the Quraysh because of its heretic, who creates events, disturbs its religion, destroys its walls, and turns against it. Then the wailing women stand up, crying, crying for their world, crying, crying for the humiliation of their necks, crying, crying for the permissibility of their private parts, crying, crying for the presence of their children in their bellies, and crying, crying for hunger. Her children, crying because of her humiliation after her glory, crying crying for her men, crying crying out of fear of her soldiers, crying crying longing for her graves.