1. The days have severed their oath with their oaths,
And misled with their fingers, eyes upon eyes.

2. They have tempted the Mother of the Believers with their turns,
Deliberately, and made them drink the cup of their sorrows.

3. O days, do you know whom you have transferred to the soil,
And severed with events, the rope and its twine?

4. You have brought out from the tower of the Caliphate its sun,
And anguished therein the lion amidst its lair.

5. She was to him the best companion, Al-Murtada,
Who would make light of losing such a companion?

6. The two were intimate, never separated, each of them
Tempted by the nearness of his beloved and cheeks.

7. You separated them with a separation, its taste
Bitter as colocynth, no less than it.

8. Oh what sorrow for the companion moving away from his love,
Below the soil, resting his right side!

9. She left behind her lofty curtains,
And the pillows of luxurious furnishings and softness.

10. And today beneath the soil her figure lies
Cast upon the sands of the plain and its mud.

11. Buried between the planks and the soil,
In a place - my soul is ransom for its buried one!

12. Eloquence is too majestic for condolences and bereavement,
The intellect of the young man in it is proof of his madness.

13. O long live sorrow in us after one
Who used to dispel sorrow from the grieved!

14. What is it to me and beautiful patience, even if in me
There is a sorrow that lessens patience from consoling it?

15. Tell the critic to restrain the excess of his tongue
From me, for I am not indebted to his religion.

16. What is it to the wound and the ache that blames it
In its sorrow, yearning, and moaning?

17. How can there be solace while beneath the slabs of soil
Is one whom I know the soil recognizes through her forehead?

18. Or how can one whose heart is captive, imprisoned
In the tomb, find comfort?

19. O pearl! The King used to protect her,
The apple of his eye and an houris' eye as well!

20. By God, your right is not fulfilled by some
Weeping, unless blood flows from their eyelids!

21. My eyes have not seen anything lasting after you
Unless remorse appears upon its forehead.

22. The heart has sworn since you left never to be consoled,
So it has been enveloped, protecting its oath.

23. I do not forbid my tears from flowing
For in them is respite for the grieved one.

24. Your grave did not know what it contained, but it knew
The command from its rivers and springs.

25. Pathways to it from the Gardens have opened,
So houris and young boys are in its guarantee.

26. Your good deeds are with you, so through them
How many religious obligations done and voluntary!

27. O You whose loftiness is beyond condolences,
His commands are with patience or excellence.

28. Nothing is hidden from the knowledge of Your wisdom,
The assumption of the sensible one in it is the eye of certainty.

29. You are Self-Sufficient in Your Forbearance and Knowledge,
Of days in their movements and stillness.

30. And when one consoles You, it is as though he
Wants to guide, seeing with his eyes.

31. May my Lord sustain you for the people, for in
The length of survival is survival for His religion.