1. My life has been made bitter by your illness, O blossoming one,
Your being does not allow sleep to reach you,

2. You have passed months where no amusement pleases you,
Neither drink nor food nourishes you one day,

3. Colds and coughs and vomiting and diarrhea have frequently occurred,
And your resolve was too weak to withstand them,

4. And very soon all misery will go away,
And after gloom your smile will appear,

5. And we will wake up in intimacy, goodness, health
And beauty of youth which has lasted in it continuously,

6. You were nourished with the pearls of virtue since you were a child,
And the recitation of the Quran was your weaning,

7. You read the book of God and the traditions which
Came from the Messenger of God, so he is your imam,

8. And you studied grammar until your speech
Became eloquent and expressive in rhetoric,

9. And you mastered a wondrous calligraphy that dazzles minds
And so it opened the flowers of the gardens like your veil,

10. And you circumambulated the noble Kaaba in Mecca
And for the black stone was your caress,

11. And you dwelled there days and nights
And your stay there was long,

12. And you visited the Messenger of God, the best of those who walked
On earth, and there your tents were pitched,

13. So the House of God was your first visit
And visiting the best of people was your conclusion,

14. O Nadirah, among girls there is no equal to you
You have pride today, they have no modesty like yours,

15. The goal of a girl is in dress and adornment
While you are concerned with seeking knowledge,

16. If the celestial sphere had a female that ascended
Your abode would be at the reins of the celestial sphere,

17. If the string of rare pearls is threaded
Then in the center of the rare strand would be your placement,

18. And I had hoped you would live, but now
The generous God has sent you your death,