1. The sorrows in souls are greater and more sublime
Than tears to be shed or blood to flow for them

2. Consolations have failed, so every patient one is helpless
Against what hurts him, and every eloquent one is silenced

3. The clouds advanced with a dirge and tears
So thunderbolts appeared to us, violent and terrifying

4. Had the morning sun kept watch over the firmament
It would have disappeared, for the dawn is dark and gloomy

5. Grieving the loss of a caliph, it curled up in sorrow
Whose boldness the spears witnessed, and the swords

6. The devoted worshipper, wakeful through his night
Protecting the commoners while they slept

7. Seeking the command of God, he whose
Endeavors are noble, and station is supreme

8. The clamor of deceivers and battles are to him
In both states, reciting and murmuring

9. So the vigilant and brave are called
A call unfailing, and a blade that does not dull

10. The tiaras underneath his banner willingly and unwillingly
Bow down since they are vanquished and defeated

11. His steeds’ shoes in war
Are protected from eyes and held in esteem

12. The slippery ground disobeys him, so it recoils
To the tricky terrain, smelling and licking the ground

13. So when he campaigns and raids, among his supporters
Is there one to guide him away from it, submissive or crushed?

14. On Thursdays he walks with pride, but if he cannot
His lethal warriors, resolute, accomplish it

15. Against the enemy, at dawn and night
Two armies of his, assaulting and overwhelming

16. Had your opponent been an untamed horse
It would lower its neck, provoked and bite

17. The thick clouds flashed with lightning
That attacks necks when it flickers and pierces

18. The beasts of prey circle over his prey during travel
As if hooked vultures hovering above

19. Passing the dervish’s bowls amongst themselves as if
A violent pouring person is shaking them insistently

20. They graze the meadows luxuriously while prohibited
And make lawful the meadows’ roses while forbidden

21. Trampling the wild cows’ pastures as if they are
Secured cows in the cattle pens, breaking them

22. The warriors’ spears compete over the ground
As if their flooding is an abundant downpour

23. But it is the predetermined, neither delayed
Nor advanced when it comes

24. Your lament, O confidants, makes the evenings weep
While the public succeeds it, though the stars weep

25. Misery has wrongfully robbed the wealthy ones
So the rich ones of its people became impoverished and broke

26. Where hearths were once like pastures, neither miserly
Elevating the cooking pots, nor gathered crowds pushing

27. You were most generous to them, so the wretched among them
Slept in the shade of your great blessings, content

28. By God, the tomb did not contain him, for it is
A fragrant abode with fresh green plants

29. He closed his eyelids, not for any accident
That made him close them, nor for any star that winked

30. He passed away, though he used to voice complaint of his life
And his career—the edge of his toe and his incisor tooth

31. Let no delighted one incline toward life
For the distance has drawn near and the course is hazardous

32. Beyond the hopes of men is death
For which one rides quickly with his horse girded

33. Your place has quenched the burning thirst, O son of Muhammad’s uncle
And your protection has cooled the heat of evenings, O pillar

34. Your clouds pouring down like your fresh rain
Remaining as your goodness remains in the world, unwavering

35. God will send comfort to the Imam in his grief
And make pleasant the abode of the one who seeks refuge and honors him

36. And will fulfill the hopes in the one who seeks help
God will protect him, the God who guards him and makes him infallible