1. Do not despair, O officers' sons, but be patient
For the loss of one so fair in word and deed.

2. In his youth he was a fresh branch among peers,
Yet fate betrayed him in haste, it took no heed.

3. To his Lord the All-Forgiving he's gone with joy,
And attained what hope he cherished and all he'd need.

4. There history's pens have inscribed as they ought-
Lieutenant Andrawus is counted with martyrs indeed.