1. No one blames me though I yearn
For his tomb on hills afar

2. None shines from it light so bright
The full moon would be eclipsed

3. Blame me not for loving Taha's grave
I'm besotted with one from Taibah of virtues infinite

4. My sighs temper iron yet
My beloved faults me for pining after him still

5. Chastise me not, let's extol
One exalted above the heavens for all time

6. The early believers couldn't catch up
When he left them wearied and distressed

7. Cleaved of belly to the ground in worship
Modesty, nobility and perfection complete

8. His love cloaks all of mankind
His aid gushes forth in perpetuity

9. Seek refuge, O master of men, through you
A supplicant drowned in sins beyond count

10. You alone are fitting to intercede
For one who has parked his mounts in your sanctuary