1. Do you not know who misfortunes befall?
Do you not know whose turn miseries take?

2. Yes, it's as if disasters overwhelm us -
Our time runs out and the best fate strikes us.

3. Misfortunes in the weak are most abhorred,
And in the noblest souls their fall is weird.

4. To lose a loved one is the greatest woe,
And to miss delights is the strangest blow.

5. We boasted of our grey hairs since we aged,
Wanting our whiteness ever to pervade.

6. We parted from loved ones and then perceived
A man departs owning no one who's grieved.

7. We've seen these woes as we'd heard them told,
No doubt, deception here cannot take hold.

8. While we find joy in life as though we know
No sadness that the unseen days may show.

9. The happiest people have the most assets,
While the most wretched here bear wisdom's weight.

10. To watch one's mind, patience is the guide,
While companionship makes harshness subside.

11. A life that leads to fading has no zest,
And harm is its eventual bequest.

12. The nights escort us on to finite ends,
While boredom and distress have us in bends.

13. And here am I, though doomed I stay aware
That time is fickle, fleeting without care.

14. My leisure hours I spend absorbed in play,
As if I'll live forever and a day.

15. One who foresees events can rest assured,
Safe from whatever shocks the deaf have heard.

16. If nights bring you their kindness, don't forget
Their wrongs once done you that incur a debt.

17. If worldly perfection to you seems nigh,
Its faults and failings surely will belie.

18. Remember days of woe we have survived?
By God, those days brought grievous blows that jived.

19. Some sad event where tears flowed free,
And hearts were limp, racked with agony.

20. A spirit filled with piercing, bitter pain,
An eye drowned in tears falling like rain.

21. We grieved for one noble soul claimed by death,
Honor was hers, and noble lineage bequeathed.

22. A lady of highest virtue, wise and fair,
Whose equal no appraiser could declare.

23. No base trait in her could be traced,
No quest of hers left worthy deeds displaced.

24. Her company made all near her esteemed,
Her requests rewarded, never once denied.

25. Alas the splendid pillar of grace is gone,
The sun of glory passed into night drawn.

26. Her cheer and open hands have slipped away,
And happiness with her has seen its day.

27. Can this lauded town be home without her tread?
Can times of bounty still their wealth be said?

28. She benefited all, so each soul could claim
A portion of grief when sorrow laid its claim.

29. And every tear that falls speaks for the deceased,
"My heart is torn, my liver shredded, at least."

30. It pained her loved ones that they can't behold
Her visage graced with tresses black as coal.

31. She lies imprisoned in a lonesome tomb,
As years and eras over her will loom.

32. Gone from us, though her place is not remote,
She's left, her dwelling-place for us still wrote.

33. She cannot sense her mourners at her grave,
Their calls unheeded, though compassion gave.

34. We've wept for her and voiced our elegy,
For it is right that we should grieve for she.

35. We know she was a queen of high degree,
A lady whose rule spread o'er land and sea.

36. Her people made the countries flourish fair,
So foreign there seems all that they did square.

37. What wealth filled every home that they made thrive,
Protected by their horses and guards of might!

38. But death took her, despite her rarest traits,
Whom cavalry surrounded, flags at her gates.

39. No aid from kinfolk could make death evade,
No doctor's knowledge render useless aid.

40. Grief enough that we've lost her to the tomb,
No vengeance can be sought to seal its doom.

41. Stalwart men still live whom this loss shook,
The youthful and the old, all heavy it took.

42. A scion of lords was she, her line secure,
Abu Sa'id was her sire, noble and pure.

43. And Abu Abdillah stands witness to
Her virtues manifold, e'er shining through.

44. Muhammad ibn Mu'ammar upholds the name
Of excellence, as his father staked his claim.

45. As his father's virtues I attest to seeing,
Abu Umar's deeds fail not to bring him leading.

46. A young man inclined to wealth yet nobler goals,
Seeking lofty ends his effort he extols.

47. Brave, bold, and long of arm, a warrior pup,
Who befriends or opposes without let up.

48. In his famed endeavor fails he never once,
And no fault exists in his deeds evinced.

49. Every land acclaims his merit outright,
Foreign tongues praise him, his glory grows bright.

50. His keen intellect and wisdom are confessed,
To all it's known he's prudent and possessed.

51. The Azdi rose, glory was their destination,
Their hearts were free of lowly inclination.

52. His father's honor from Attaka flowed,
While hers from Mudar, with glory bestowed.

53. Sadness we felt for Muhammad's grieving spirit,
That Muhammad should feel sorrow made us fear it.

54. Although the noble lad shows courage ample,
Bearing sorrows with composure most simple.

55. He's circled by concerns, but ne'er shows gloom
To any companion, refuses to fume.

56. He may shake in mirth or joyful emotion,
Like a lithe branch shaking soft in the wind's notion.

57. Long may he live to build his parents' name,
So it's known he's a cousin of merited fame.

58. May his beloved ne'er from his side be driven,
Each beauty avoided that his gaze has given.

59. Muhammad's nature was virtuous and sound,
Destined to reign over all lofty and profound.