1. Though he was the epitome of generosity and nobility
His abode has become desolate and his singing haunt a wasteland

2. Have you not seen that since his passing
Valor has become crippled and generosity barren

3. So pass by the grave of the black-robed one and behold
How glory and supremacy have become humbled

4. And if the soil covers him, then exalt
Generosity, kindness, and merit fourfold

5. Do not weary of grieving for him repeatedly
And grieving for the loss of the virtuous, a refuge returned to

6. For the demise of Qais was not a singular demise
But the crumbling edifice of a people shaken

7. Think not that I bury him alone
But I have buried him and tenderness together