O you little birds of the carob trees,

who sit upon their candles!

What do you eat, little birds, from the carob trees,

what do you drink from the candles?

When the time comes

that you depart from your body,

what will be your provision for the journey,

what will be your food for the way?

Not gold, not silver

is a provision for the way.

Not money, not goods

is a provision for the way.

All the peoples gathered

and came to the gate of the servant of the Living God:

"Tell us, servant of the Living God,

at the time of our departure,

what will be our provision for the journey,

what will be our food for the way?" —

"Let your hands give alms

and your heart stand firm in faith.

This is your provision for the journey,

which will be a food for the way." —

The Living God is exalted and victorious,

and victorious is the man who went this way.