1. I have lost nought save a dear friend,
More precious to me than my verse or prose.

2. A man of letters sweet as purest honey,
His talent stronger than Al-Mutanabbi's.

3. Whatever worldly goods he wished were his.
He paid no heed to slander or applause.

4. A bride mourns with no relief in sight,
No brother-in-law to whom her love might turn.

5. For him the world held lovely gifts galore -
Fine wines and verse in plenty and to spare,

6. A song made up of charming lyrics, so
Say what you will of art and magic there.

7. Gone is my friend and I lament his loss,
His gentleness and virtue bereft from us.

8. Dear Ibrahim is dead but I still cry
Each day against their lies may God forbid

9. I helped carry him though my soul complained
And wondered at his state when life has fled

10. He died a stranger in a foreign land
Yet fought in every battle microseconds did

11. In Egypt you were buried my dear soul
None can compare or take your special role

12. Your voice in song would fill my heart with joy
And stir the ecstasy in my inner core

13. Doctor, dear doctor, doctor, dear doctor
Hear my call for this is the cry of my adoring

14. We were your guests as you sat rapt in thought
In that house or in that khan

15. Gentle-souled youth, delighted spirit at peace
I could even think you were part of my refrain