1. I weep for Abu Al-Hazzaz on a day of standing
For the host of guests and shelter of the needy

2. When winter dawned early upon them
And a northerner returned on a bright day

3. The destitute took shelter in their rooms
And all the generous were torn apart

4. Would that you found Arbada, whose face lights up
Like an ever full moon that does not wane or gleam alone