1. My heart yearns for the fall of a shooting star
The jewel of the people, delight of companions

2. He shone at the dawn of eloquence
Then slipped away, shrouded in earth

3. I lost the meaning of my days through him
And the gems of literature were orphaned

4. The clouds' tears rained down upon him
While few were the clouds' tears for him

5. And those who gathered together when he passed
Became united without a prayer niche

6. My quarter has been desolate since he left
Empty of his questions and answers

7. O shooting star, your rise was in the sky of virtue
Yet your fall was into dust

8. In what you composed is a reminder
Of the finest pearls chosen by the wise

9. A garden that flourished with the fruits
Of fine words and ample drink

10. Its soil watered by the rain
To sway and grow to the lute’s music

11. And He saw its loss so God
Repaid it on Judgement Day