1. He passed away, and all clusters of stars will perish after him
The one I cherished from afar and who cherished me

2. The one whose absence saddened my eyes
That watched the stars and the night of worries enveloped me

3. The one who came to me forbidden, and I did not see him
So my sorrow was provoked, and my sighs sighed

4. Oh Mount Lebanon, are you moved by my sighs
For the loss of a thousand dear ones to the boy again

5. And did those of you, O prominent Doha, mourn
As did those from my heart, every solace

6. And did the speech of the ancients who passed reach you
And their pride remains forever without diminution

7. The likes of your single one, Nasif, do you have
To replace him, O deepest loss, loss

8. Alas, he has no equal, so we forgot
The excess of yearning for him brings some forgetfulness

9. Oh my questioner, did his elegy move the mourner
Or ignite a heart with the burning agony of the consoler

10. Look at my pouring tears and measure for it
A blaze over him among the ashes of my sorrows

11. He was virtuous in manners in an age
Where enjoyments challenge every human

12. He never wasted an hour of his life frivolously
Nor uttered words without kindness

13. His rhymes wandered freely
Like the stars guiding all the lost

14. They shunned the flaws of poetry, pure
In wording and meaning, both in beauty paired

15. Just as in his integrity both wealth and poverty
Are equal to the virtuous man

16. If they were not pearls, their composer's
Keen intellect would not be in an excellent age

17. Eloquence was his trait since his youth
He was not discouraged from it in his seventies again

18. He did not satirize or was satirized, nor did
Folly veil his talent, O finest traditions

19. His family was the emblem of his intention
For reconciliation, in secret and public

20. Whoever rivals his stature satirizes one of stature
Yet he lived with stature without stature

21. He passed away, and literature was folded in his gown
After it had been spread from him in elucidation

22. What his poems spread were wise judgements
And though interred, he lives

23. If I have exaggerated his elegy, then how much
Have I exaggerated in praising him, my friends and peers

24. Do not deny the merit of one with merit for his doctrine
And seek in my words the proof of the Chinese wise

25. Alas for him, as we date his passing
He passed away, and all clusters of stars will perish after him