1. My eyes, do not hasten the tears and look
At the likeness of the son of Umm al-Mu'minin's farewell

2. Do not despair that the rift will heal after him
Dubious as the branch of the shaking spring

3. Worthy that the son of truth should strive as
His father strove in the endeavor of an undefeated father

4. For the friends of the son of Zaynab have become
Scattered seeds from valleys and plains

5. And they were like a revived tribe shaken by
The calamities of days of a turbulent time

6. When the elegy was clear, my tears rushed
Like the pouring of the hastening pilgrim

7. With eyes reddened by tears, they spilled as if
The setting sun in the west was cloaked in clouds

8. For a perished one, laid to rest in the depth of a grave
While above him is the highest station of the mourned

9. How could you be safe? Why did you not die, and your pact with him
As he channeled from palms and forearms?