1. My longing was the lament of doves,
And my tears drew down the clouds.

2. Small wonder I speak though mute with grief
And weep until the nightingales rally.

3. So terrible was the blow that mountains
Were shaken to their massive foundations,

4. The full moon of Dujail went into eclipse
And dawn stars were darkened in their beauty.

5. By your life, never did a day go by
When Qasim dealt harshly with others,

6. Save the day of crowding for battle,
When he who seeks bloodshed is stern.

7. But the young moon lies dark,
And that famed knight of the clash is gone.

8. Indeed, by God, he did not die alone.
Rather the death of honor and nobility.

9. Else why do I see the partridge and wild deer
Wander wailing in their desolation?

10. And wayfarers like trees whipped in a storm
Weep at his tomb, defiant to the foe.

11. War's brother, staunch when ills mount,
Never shrinking from the clash of arms,

12. But quenching its raging fires
When all the ravening knights held back.

13. I swear by the Owner of the House, frequented
By pilgrims, guarded from oppressors

14. That had he been one whom people shunned,
Feared for his might by the violent and strong,

15. His sons at dawn would have charged out
With throngs of warriors like clouds amassed,

16. And plunged into his house with bands
Of youths who scorn the keenest swords.

17. But fate is victorious, and we accept
The judgment of the Best of Judges.

18. You roused in me, O son of the noble,
Sorrows that echo between valour and prudence.

19. Think not that I forget or neglect
Your hands, which are rainclouds of bounty.

20. But for a matter that humbles the soul
Though it agonizes the heart within.

21. Through you remains a remnant of him
Which brings woe to his foes and peace to his allies.

22. O worshipper of the Merciful, best
Of those the steeds bore into the clash of war,

23. O most blessed goal, before whose door
The mounts of the embassies kneel.

24. My affection for you no guile can mar,
Till my life's span runs out, concealed enmity uncovered.

25. Pray God for the Chosen One, submitting
For the servant of Shams and Hashim.