1. O eye, be generous with flowing tears from you
Do not excuse me from crying, not even when excusing

2. Time made me laugh at what had made me cry
And time mixes sweetness with bitterness

3. Say peace upon a grave that contains
What it contains of generosity and ease

4. Of beautiful traits, commanded to avoid sins
Pure in his optional acts of worship

5. God dressed him in a planted stick
With clothes of praise, clean of disgrace

6. Repeller of problems, bearer of burdens
Catcher of strings and defender of lutes

7. Generosity was his trait, like the full moon was his way
That one could almost find guidance in its flowing light

8. Fate came with the measure of destiny for him
So he settled at the bottom of a grave among stones

9. An affliction came as if it had thrown
Rather, it had set the heart aflame

10. Crying exhausted the eye's tears, so they dripped
With blood for my brother, gushing

11. How many speakers grieved after him, and how many
Said: "Woe unto us after Hammad ibn Sayyar"

12. If the people are silent, he does not speak obscenely
Or if they speak, he is a dignified, unfrivolous speaker

13. Spring used to be stingy with its rain for them
And it frequented the pastures for the skilled horseman

14. Oh what a loss, O brother of mine, who can I hope
For after you in ease and hardship

15. Or who is there for us if calamities befell us
Or for the need of a relative or neighbor

16. You surprised me with a parting that has no meeting
And I used to cry for you in my remoteness and travels

17. Now I cry a crying that has no end
With a streaming, pouring eye of tears

18. O brother, a fateful decree came with the cups of demise
The God, Creator and Righteous prayed over you

19. You cut me off from a hope I was hoping for
So I became after you stuck between the door and the house

20. Whatever happens after you, if they pass, will not make me heedless
If my bones get up for prosperity or decline