ي َتَشاوَرُونَ مَعاً، وَيُراقِبُونَ كُلَّ خَطَواتِي يَتَعَقَّبُونَ كُلَّ خُطوَةٍ آمِلِينَ اصطِيادَ رُوحِي.
They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.