1. O pillar of the saved state
The mist of your comfort draws me in

2. O you in whom I found generosity
With some of it you completed my deficiencies

3. Seeker of the hoped religion
Spirit of Abi Talib is my identity

4. He is alive and I don't see him
I sacrifice him, he deserves not my injustice

5. Because I never stopped dedicating
The nectar of my prose and poetry to him

6. And how much did I move away from his company
Providing from his light my arrow

7. If only a second of his elevation makes sacrifice
My arrows will be like thunder from his lightning

8. I hung from him with a strong rope
The rope of love and determination

9. A lion when asked who can fight him
Easy when a torrent flows, not stingy

10. Free of arrogance, asking for pardon
Full of intelligence and understanding

11. Read unto him greetings and peace
And all that shone light of a star