1. O son of the exalted, they imposed honors
In the traditions of the disgraceful traditions

2. They have all the virtues in public
While their companion has the divisions

3. I missed you in the joys
If only I could find you in the funerals

4. I sacrifice my hands for you, so that you are not afflicted
Neither in prosperity nor in consolation

5. I gathered the glory that was scattered
And no other circle gathered the gathering

6. If the king and the supreme Yusuf is absent from us
The Yusuf of generosity and virtue has settled among us

7. And I will not hesitate to ask for a need
As it is not proper for the face of clouds except with rain