1. Troubles pass by and do not settle,
And we have no refuge but them.

2. Neither do we neglect their blame,
Nor do they neglect our oppression.

3. O Abu Al-Hasan, death has disputed you,
And it did not care for your like.

4. How did it advance upon you,
While you are their lowest valley?

5. I remembered when you were a shelter for us,
And we were your fortress and stronghold.

6. When you had arrows,
Long and wooden tipped.

7. And when in the heat you did not become enfeebled,
Nor in the cold become weakened.

8. You go straight on continuously,
Pure as the disturbed stream.

9. And above your head a melodious call,
Loud as the warbling of the bulbul.

10. Your right hand you send swiftly
A messenger, and your left hand receives him.

11. Your legs, one climbs up
High, and one descends down.

12. As if you never folded the banner,
In your home's land to be used.

13. And did not inherit, when the elder passed away,
Sheep to be tied with ropes.

14. And a polished sword, its edge in war
Like a crescent, and its bearer most valiant.

15. It is disgraced if made like its likes,
For it is not to be preserved or polished.

16. The cupbearer had his fill, and if he could
The roses, the pots, and the poured out would weep.

17. And you used to see him working
In the morning as he does.

18. I say, and your bier above the necks
As the likes of you the assembly honors.

19. You have filled the new clothes you wore,
So you still walk about proudly.

20. And your wealth poured forth to one who
Dawns upon him a rain that flows.

21. For you are from a people whose nobility
Is old, and their faith is first.

22. They have, by craft, not lineage,
A shelter over others spread out.