1. The light of the chandelier faded under the stone canopy
Or is it the light of Thurayya's bright human star face that faded?

2. The light that illuminated the world disappeared when she was absent
As if the sun and moon were eclipsed when she passed away

3. If the light of her beauty traveled
It would erase the sign of sadness with the sign of intimacy

4. No day was uglier than the one when it was said, "Thurayya is dead"
The gazelle with the necklace and bracelets

5. I did not expect to live after she fell
Struck down by the news like a lightning bolt

6. Oh my agony and torture, nothing remains except
Sorrow, gloom, sorrows and sleeplessness

7. And what a loss - her beauty, charm and radiance
Her kindness and refinement that fate snatched away

8. Taking the finest pearls from her
She was not pleased that her bed was made of satin

9. Why did she take a bed made of stone?
There is no difference between a covered grave or one exposed

10. Neither between a destitute disgraced man or an honorable one
I did not expect that the sun would set in a coffin

11. Carried by nobles to be buried
Until a grave takes her from her coffin

12. Without pity for a human in the belly of the earth
What grief is not gathered for her?

13. What tears are not shed?
What patience is not scattered?

14. What heart is not broken?
By God, one created like her with such character

15. Scattering pearls from a scented ring
As long as her splendor lasted has passed and faded away

16. The sweetness of that lovely gaze has abandoned her
Be gentle with her, be gentle, her fingers

17. Were almost wounded by the softness of ink
Have mercy on a jasmine that had mercy

18. In the garden of her soul on the rose of the dagger
Oh death, you doubled my sorrows over my son

19. And over her and my daughter - and did not stop or refrain
Why do the tears, without whose bitterness

20. Earth’s greens would lack rain
Flow to drown me while grief assists them

21. Why does the hand of caution not restrain them?
After them, oh death, my drowning is disgraceful before me

22. Yes, yes, it is lowly - after my composure was clear
Oh Thurayya, I wish in your tomb I was

23. Oh Thurayya, I wish it was in my sight
Or I wish my soul’s final breath would redeem

24. The withered grass to spare the fresh trees
Your tomb, oh dewy branch, was watered with rain

25. Pouring from the mercy of the Creator with the rain
And its Creator endowed you with green Heaven

26. Oh best of people, nomads and settled folk alike
Oh Ayyub’s family, indeed patience is your

27. Inheritance - protecting from blame and harm
Cure hearts with it, for it is their remedy

28. And the path to the abode of success and victory
May God grant us beautiful patience and

29. Guide us to the path and save us from danger
Until we attain a reward with no decline

30. In obeying God and surrendering to fate