1. If my hand could speak, it would say
The crown of kingship is rightfully mine

2. Now his eyes find rest, yet remain
Torn between weeping and sleeplessness

3. With the return of our master - and is there any blessing
Greater than his deliverance from what has befallen?

4. The light of his wisdom dispelled the gloom of tribulations
And his face shone like the full moon dispelling the darkness

5. He was afloat on the sea of afflictions
Fearing not to drown like a pearl fears not the deep

6. He is like a golden dinar in the fire
The hotter the flames, the purer and brighter it gleams

7. The aloes wood reveals its fragrance
When lit aflame, and musk is most fragrant when crushed

8. Without the hammer's blows, the sword
Would not sharpen to cut necks and slice

9. His seclusion was not imprisonment, but preservation
Guarding treasures is a worthy duty

10. Is shielding the heart by ribs considered odd?
Or safeguarding eyes with eyelids deemed absurd?

11. Without the moon's concealment, it could not be full
Should its perfection be despaired of when eclipsed?

12. A sword may be sheathed for protection
And the stars fade into the sunset, veiled from sight