1. O my people, tears have wounded my cheeks
And insomnia has exhausted me from intense distress

2. I had a knight, death has quenched his thirst
Abd Abs with his tyranny and transgression

3. The full moon has fallen to the ground when
Arrows from the hand of Abd struck him

4. And after my supporters deserted me
I suffer distress and anguish alone

5. O you who were mourned by the wailers
In the mountains of Fal and in the land of Najd

6. You were as tall as a rod but
The days of fate made you short

7. O my people, who will relieve my oppression
And keep my covenant after Khalid