The verse of Knowledge poem

The verse of knowledge will shed its tears upon you,

and the wretched and the poor will cry.

It is a weak people whose supporter has disappeared,

and it is not every day that there is a helper for the weak,

And the peasants lament that you are their beacon,

and you are a shining lamp that they have hidden,

They suffer in the huts in oppression and darkness,

and they do not have access to broadcasting while it's on the move.

You go around with tenderness and approval towards them,

and you visit their houses and visit

And religion will grieve for you, since you have its core,

and disgruntled servants have peels.