1. Every living being is destined to die,
And the nights are misleading and deceptive,

2. And to Allah belong the kingdom and the rule,
The prince and the commanded will both perish,

3. And if death is inevitable,
Then long life is insignificant and trivial,

4. What misfortunes do I see, and what nights,
Bringing unexpected calamities to people?

5. How could tragedies not affect the soul,
Of one who is precious and honourable?

6. And so, sorrow is great for the great,
And sorrow is trivial for the trivial,

7. How has the sky not fallen upon the earth?
And how has its sun and full moons not collapsed?

8. The day the prince died, no, the day patience died in it,
No, the day joy died in it,

9. The day dust was poured over him, made of blood,
And fires were lit in hearts,

10. The day turbans were removed and their secrets were laid bare,
A day of harm and sorrows,

11. The day eyes cried until the lion of flowers cried for him,
And the tender, doe-eyed gazelle,

12. I heard wailing as if screaming,
And saw tears as if oceans,

13. At a time of winter, yet it felt
As scorching as fiery breath,

14. The angels of God bid his funeral farewell,
Bathing him in mercy and purity,

15. At a resting place, where faces of condolences disappeared,
While grief and people gathered,

16. They buried his body and hid his age,
And left, while the buried was triumphant,

17. How many supporters there for him, but
No aid comes from the wall of a dove,

18. If we were left to sacrifice ourselves for him,
Many scholars would have saved him from death′s grip,

19. With swords and many servants like them
And spears and many tribesmen like them,

20. God sanctified his soul, and made his shrine
A place of glory and light,

21. My brother, what lesson is there that does not concern me,
While my heart does not fly to you?

22. My brother, if my eyes weep for you,
I deserve to cry and grieve for you,

23. My brother Abdullah, what hearing
Did not appreciate your blessed efforts?

24. My brother, after you my companion and brother
Burns with sorrow and moaning,

25. A heart stubbornly avoiding solace
And refusing patience and condolences

26. You were the light of my eyes, and now
They are filled with copious tears for you,

27. After you, perseverance and patience have betrayed me
Though I am known as calm and patient

28. Which of your agreeable traits can one mourn?
Your pleasing opinion or your shining age?

29. Or the water of benevolence circulating in you
And the water of wisdom, sharp and pure?

30. Or a youthful vigour that appeared as tender as a sapling
And a lifetime as immaculate as an unblemished page?

31. So the beautiful dawn has become a terrible night without you
And home is now a graveyard,