The birth pangs brought her to the trunk of a date palm. She said, ‘I wish I had died before this and become a forgotten thing, beyond recall.’
آنگاه درد زاييدن او را به تنه درخت خرمايى كشانيد گفت: اى كاش پيش از اين مرده بودم و به فراموشى سپرده شده بودم.