1. Sorrows have multiplied in my aching heart,
And tears of separation have increased in my tearful eyes.

2. Nights have passed over my weakness, igniting
The embers of grief in the folds of my heart.

3. Events have taught me bitterness in their twists,
Just as they taught Khonasa when she lost Sakhr.

4. But alas, Khonasa's plight was nothing,
Compared to my sorrow, and Sakhr whom I thought a boulder.

5. I lost my father, my wealth, and after his loss,
My death became dearer than life without him.

6. The life of a grieving heart is death, and its death
Is the great rest it meets.

7. Cursed is the day that separated us,
And gathered its calamities in my heart.

8. O my broken heart, why did you not melt in sorrow
For the loss of him in whose lap you never tasted fracture?

9. O my eyes, why do you not shed tears for the loss of one
Whose days you wept only for joy?

10. O my weary body, die of grief
For the death of him in whose lap you lived a lifetime.

11. Joy is forbidden to my heart after him.
How can I be happy when he lies in the grave?

12. I will weep for him as long as I live, for he
Deserves to be mourned forevermore.

13. My days and nights are bleak and bring no comfort,
Filled only with sleeplessness and memories.

14. Would that I were all eyes shedding blood!
Would that I were all hearts losing patience!

15. O glorious pillar of the East, acknowledged
By all mankind for his merit.

16. O mine of knowledge enveloped by earth -
How many mines were hidden by dust!

17. O star, none like him will ever be born,
He is gone, leaving behind only darkness and caves.

18. O ocean of virtue, once full of pearls -
For your loss, the ocean almost lost all pearls.

19. O paragon in every art, whose vanguards
Turned the night of ignorance with their light into dawn.

20. O noble master, orphaned by your death,
As is orphaned rhythm, prose and verse.

21. Poetry will lament you forever,
For at your verse it trembled and reached for the stars.

22. Time weeps for you, O crown of its head,
O pride of your people when glory is recalled.

23. You have vanished, O pillar of knowledge, and your papers
Are fading, consumed by the excess of ink.

24. You have set, O sun and moon of science,
And all lament the absent sun and moon.

25. You sipped death’s wine sweetly,
While I remain drunk on the wine of grief.

26. O grave, honor the noblest treasure to rest in you!
Your soil was never devoid of bounty for mankind.

27. O clouds in the horizon, rain upon his shrine,
Let your sides above him grow flowers!

28. O God's Mercy, envelop him,
A free soul who never knew burden.

29. Upon him, God's Peace, as long as the east wind blows,
And as long as people repeat his remembrance.