1. Afo Batihano of Quraysh passed by Yathrib
So the place where travelers alight from Mina then Al-Muhassab

2. Except for Usfan, though every pass
Takes shelter in Usfan at night, with Al-Miqnab

3. We bid farewell to An-Na’am, then As-Sifah, then Makkah
Where there is naught but bloodshed and war

4. I yearn for the people who endured
With Ibn Kuraiz during the mobilization, so they were exhausted

5. And I yearn for the women displayed before them
As if the flesh of martyrs were hidden

6. Women of distinction who the jealous refused
For only the refined to look upon

7. So that the clan of Uthman may weep as long as their trunk remains
Chained and crucified

8. Let them weep for the best of all creation
Betrayed by a wicked twist of fate

9. Allies betrayed him, a traitor and a jealous relative
So he was treacherously slain though innocent

10. Oh, excellent is that slain martyr
Whose enemies’ souls are wretched, while he is perfumed and blessed

11. Protector of Islam and justice after him
Woe! Indeed ruin has befallen the people

12. Woe for Uthman the Imam of the rightly guided
When lightning flashes for one hoping it flashes a sword

13. Woe for his superior wisdom, resolve and clarity
And shelter for orphans in times of drought, who became emaciated and starved

14. And refuge for the meek when life is hard
As kohl darkens, he is the mother and father

15. He had pastures for the special night visitors
With their caravans the wretched ascetic comes to him

16. How strange is time, that it brought him
The like of what Uthman faced, is it not wondrous?

17. For none like Uthman have I seen destroyed
At the hands of those he enriched, how reprehensible!

18. So the distant warner is spared harm
While the jealous kin who harmed is spared murder

19. Else the nearest relatives would weep with anguish
Grieving Uthman one day, and mourn him

20. For we will weep for him with utter sorrow as if
A beast of prey called it from Saluq, how destructive

21. And a death whose shade attends its twilight
Grey-haired, drew them, and a spring gushed and flooded

22. One with twisted braids that have not been undone
As the wolf of meadows howled at night

23. And a blow, when the kindling stick missed at night
Until its tip wavered

24. Exhausted from long struggle, it weakened him
Against the pulley until his head today turned white

25. He teaches them the Mother of the Book, though his soul
Disputes with him the weight of traits and is burdened

26. And whiteness of pasture he dislikes its greed
For the heights, the wretched spider-marked one

27. And the slain of Quraysh did not make me forget the cunning
Who carried their rage until the sun nearly set

28. Shrieking at dawn when the cock means to herald
Riding the lith worm he clambers astride

29. Leave this be, but the rope of a lover was tied
To one of the ravines of passion and murder, I leap

30. A battlefield you see its drizzles
With a lethal disease, their berries tremble

31. A she-camel, as if musk were beneath her garment
And the rose's perfume saddened it

32. As if the bending sprigs of a perfumer wandered by it
Touched by a north wind, soft yet it is more fragrant

33. So the dawn took it when its suns sought help
From its shooting star's rising from Al-Qirr, it stumbled

34. Is it one of the daughters of Abs you mentioned, while below her
Saneeh, and from the sand of Al-Ba'uthah a slope

35. And Katma and Dowwar as if their homes
Were hidden but for the ponds and pools

36. And from where she kindled a fire from withering
Tilha, a stranger takes shelter and it gushes

37. He shelters with it the trailing train, as though it were
The pavilion of nomads with two ropes tied

38. Heading out vigorous like a Berber, and in the enclosure
Is the cunning of a fox in your ruins, made moist

39. The young morning breezes flow above its back
As two entwined snakes appeared in a perforated basket

40. Blowing winds whose refugees are shaded
Like the veils of maidens, related and reserved

41. Racing steeds whose stirrups are not tied
As the night wolf on the meadow howled