1. O you who counts the world as a home
Shorten your hopes, for that is the worst home

2. In it, souls find no peace or rest
Nor hearts spared from sorrow and gloom

3. A world of delusion, the longer the years
The greater the delusion with its cunning and deceit

4. It betrayed a sea who sat on his throne
The shepherd of shepherds and the master of the wise

5. O great revered sheikh of lofty status
After you left, what remains but flowing tears?

6. Your day among people, for He
Left us lifelong sorrow to bear

7. O full moon that set in the earth
That wasn’t the custom of moons

8. The highest spheres envied you and grieved
If only you were veiled in their fold

9. Your sorrow almost cracked the rock
Which by your warning would gently yield

10. Woe to whom you left as shepherd
To watch over the flock, pleasing the Lord

11. Who remains for the pulpits, shrines and sermons
For problems and the ambiguous secrets?

12. Eyes must shed tears of regret for you
Gushing blood in continuous flow

13. Churches you built in distant lands
Cried for you from afar

14. Upon your grave a breeze blows
Carrying the scent of flowers and sweet basil

15. At your resting place the call to prayer echoes
Reciting its white pages at dawn

16. You left the abode of demise, a neighbor
To the abode of eternity, gaining the best neighborhood

17. Your share of bliss was never recorded
Except by your Lord’s great mercy