The sorcerers fell to the ground in homage,

And the magicians were obliged to fall prostrate.

And the sorcerers were cast down, bowing themselves.

And the magicians flung themselves prostrate.

And the sorcerers fell down prostrate.

And the magicians fell to their knees.

and the magicians flung themselves prostrate,

And the wizards fell down prostrate,

Oh, these witch doctors...

Then the magicians fell prostrating in adoration,

But sorcerers do not ever prosper.

They said, O Moosa!

The magicians therefore fell down prostrate.

Is this magic? And magicians never succeed.

so the sorcerers were cast down, bowing themselves.

But sorcerers do not prosper.'

Then the magicians flung themselves prostrate.

Is this magic? and the magicians fare not well.

They said O Musa (Moses)!

And the sorcerers fell down prostrate.

But the magicians will never be successful.

They said, O Moses!

And the magicians fell down prostrating.

Sorcerers do not succeed.

Thereupon the magicians fell down in prostration,

You call this sorcery although sorcerers never come to a happy end.

They said O Moses!

And the wizards were flung prostrate,

Now magicians thrive not.

The peace of the cemetery has been desecrated by two witches.

The sorcerers fell to the ground in homage,

Then the magicians fell prostrating in adoration,

And the magicians were obliged to fall prostrate.

The magicians therefore fell down prostrate.

And the sorcerers were cast down, bowing themselves.

so the sorcerers were cast down, bowing themselves.

And the magicians flung themselves prostrate.

Then the magicians flung themselves prostrate.

And the sorcerers fell down prostrate.

And the sorcerers fell down prostrate.

And the magicians fell to their knees.

And the magicians fell down prostrating.

and the magicians flung themselves prostrate,

Thereupon the magicians fell down in prostration,

And the wizards fell down prostrate,