1. How long will he throw, and how much does he intend
His hands were tied, so my hands cannot cool

2. An eyelid glanced at my heart so I watched him
He left and returned, how much do I keep watch

3. Until he penetrated when he realized my heart
Today I make him black to my black heart

4. When he appeared and saw my tears flowing
He turned aside multiplying while I bowed in oneness

5. O Lord how did you help him yet I am the one
Among the three that worships you

6. And I turned away from him when I knew, yet
That rejection as you know is intended

7. And my involvement in the illness is a glance of his arrow
Not his opinion in what came to him is aimed

8. He throws so he hits me, and the events around him
And their talk is supported to the nights

9. And I relied on you from his tribulations
O Ahmad son of Mohammed, O Ahmad

10. Today you extend your palm to comfort me
To divert it, and you stand while I sit

11. And for it you were called and how much were you called for the like
So your help flowed to the extent that the appointment kneels

12. With manners like water in its purity
But they for the one seeking help are more gentle and cooler

13. And with determination like fire except that
The misfortunes are thrown on it and it is ignited

14. And when the two youths put on some of his swords
So Abu Al Hussein is wearing the like

15. O you who thinks generosity is definitely a duty
I think your assumption is wrong

16. As long as you are praised for giving comfort
If the doer of duty is not praised