1. We prepare the heights and summits
Yet death kills us without fighting

2. We cling to past glories
But night's darkness cannot save us

3. He who did not love life once
Cannot find his way to union

4. In life you get but a sip of the beloved
In dreams just a phantom of imagination

5. Time pelted me with misfortunes until
My heart was wrapped in arrows' piercings

6. So when spears strike me now
They shatter against each other's points

7. Caring is so petty I do not care
Since caring never did me any good

8. The first buried in this grave
As if death never mourned a soul

9. Or occurred to any being
Our Creator's prayer is perfume

10. On the face veiled by beauty
Over the buried ere dust covers him

11. Or pit closes on his noble form
In earth's womb he has a new self

12. We recalled though he's unaware
None lives on in the wilds

13. For the world tends toward decay
It gladdens the soul that you died

14. The survivors wished they could follow
You fell ere seeing the bitter day

15. When the soul rejoices in death
The hall of glory lies open around you

16. And your son Ali's reign thrives
A rain like your palm's downpour

17. Watered your tomb in the valley
For its rider, swords in hand, like

18. Horses' hooves glimpsing the bare plains
Of glory after you I ask each symbol

19. But know of no glory devoid of you
The wayfarer passes your grave and weeps

20. His weeping stops him from asking
What use in troubling you with worries

21. If you could act from your stall
In life, did you find peace? My heart

22. Though far from your land will not forget
You came to hate a place

23. Far from gazelles and north winds
The scent of wild orchids is veiled from you

24. The echoes of hills cannot reach you
In a land where every inhabitant

25. Is a stranger, ropes stretched long
A steed that holds its secret like

26. The mute water, honest in speech
Whose ailment one healer will name

27. While another names its greatest traits
If they described a mouth lesion

28. It would drink from snakes' long fangs
It is not like females or those

29. Whose graves are but enclosures
With merchants in the funeral train

30. Bidding farewell by casting off shoes
Princes walked around you barefoot

31. As if treading on hot coals
And ladies revealed what was hidden

32. Removing veils in their chambers
Affliction caught them unawares

33. Mourning's tears mixed with mascara's
If women were like the one we lost

34. They would surpass all men
Feminine name of sun is no disgrace

35. Masculine moon no special honor
But you left the most bereft those

36. Who found you the epitome of grace
We bury each other while those left

37. Walk upon the footsteps of the past
How many eyes gaze out over ruins

38. Blinded by darkness and shifting sands
That tearful one who never rose for trouble

39. Now ponders only loss and devastation
O pillar of the state, seek patience's aid

40. But who can match your patience, O mountain
You teach people to offer solace

41. And face death's swordplay undismayed
Variable is time's every state

42. While yours is one in any fate
Your sea was never stirred, O stalwart one

43. By oddities and things unforeseen
I saw you among those I see as kings

44. As if sound in the madhouse confined
If people lose their minds while you are sane

45. Musk is but extract of the gazelle's blood