1. Oh eyes, weep, do not grow weary
For early did the wailing begin for the one I loved

2. And early did the wailing begin for the best of people
The Messenger of God truly, for as long as I lived

3. If only we had lived while seeing you among us
Yet God's command leaves what I wept over

4. For early did the wailing begin for him with purpose
For grievous was the misfortune of the one I wailed over

5. And grievous did his misfortune become and momentous
And every effort after you has met hardship

6. To the Lord of the land that one we complain to
For God knows what I came with

7. Oh Fatima, he has toppled my pillar
And grievous did the misfortune become of the one I was pleased with