O my Allāh! surely our mountains have dried up and our earth has become dusty. Our cattle are thirsty and are bewildered in their enclosures. They are moaning like the moaning of mothers for their (dead) sons. They are tired of going to their meadows and longing for their watering places. O my Allāh! have mercy on the groan of the groaning and yearn of the yearning. O my Allāh! have mercy on their bewilderment and their passages and their groaning in their yards.