1. Shafiq has passed away while fate has let you down, O Egypt
And what a source of envy was he for fate

2. So who after him can make you flourish
And at night make you pride amongst the lands

3. And who else have you prepared for melding
When opinions go astray and thoughts get perplexed

4. The best treasure you had for protection against enemies is gone
No wonder it was said you were left without wealth

5. And if you had been one who fate has made fortunate
Ibn Mansour would have lived and your triumph would have been completed

6. After losing you, O Shafiq, would life taste sweet
To a heart that burns, longing for you

7. The world once attracted him when you were present
But now turns away while his thoughts turn to memories of times past

8. For you have preceded me in death though
My yearning to join you grows

9. There is no good left in life after you so
It has become unpleasant, false and patched up

10. Its joy is sorrow, the best of its bliss
Misery, and the height of all it offers is separation

11. It holds afflictions, ruled by the judgment of fate
And sadness with no end

12. Misery that cannot be endured patiently
Nor helped by regret and crying

13. And life after Shafiq has passed away
Has become bitter with its clarity marred

14. So why, O time, do you keep alternating with no compassion
Afflicting us though we have done no wrong

15. You have judged us without mercy
And our Lord knows we are innocent