1. Patience, O noble sons of Al-Akrami
In the face of an affair that makes the heart of rock crack

2. You have lost a generous man who was a jewel
To be ransomed with the soul, but that is impossible

3. He has departed from us to settle where there is no turmoil
No weeping, no grief, and no pain

4. So the tombstone bears a date by which we say
Among the angels Michael is exalted