1. She threw, but threw naught but knowledge and deed,
The hand of time threw her with paralysis.

2. She erased with sheets of tragedies and calamities,
From the books of perfection, the darkness of the heart and mind.

3. What great affliction, when she sought,
A young man of refusal and rare excellence.

4. And what misfortunes we were afflicted with the day of his death,
God suffices us in this tremendous calamity.

5. O you whom I sought brotherhood from and hoped for,
After you I live in the world without hope.

6. So what is your state after me, as I
Have become busy with naught but your memory?

7. Alas for the loss of youth that lies dust-smeared
Under the earth while moderation from you is upheld.

8. Go rewarded, may God forgive you,
And magnify the reward of knowledge and deed.