1. Alas, comfort me and know that I am deceived
I was never helped by precaution or forethought

2. I was never helped by my medicines though my joints
And limbs are disjointed and my sight grows dim

3. The women of the tribe came without a leader
Wailing like cows led to slaughter

4. They brought cold water and washing rags
Oh what a washing to be followed by tears

5. A wailing woman weeps while another laments
Some show grief plainly, some hide it within

6. Among them one whose cheeks are furrowed
By flowing tears that pierce her heart

7. They cast his clothes over him and grieved
Keening arose and people gathered around

8. To a grave he's consigned as his final home
That is the house of truth, not wool or poetry

9. They heaped on him damp soil and dry
Nothing lasts but that, all else is fleeting

10. Those I made suffer and saddened said
Take my place, contemplation is in vain

11. Stay a while and find joy in remembering
Your brother in a prayer for his soul