1. Thus pass the days, one state after another,
And the chiefs perish, one after the other.

2. And the sons of the Prophet follow their father
At a leisurely pace of lifetime and haste.

3. Every morning takes away some of their elegance
With the insight of blindness or the guidance of misguidance.

4. When a branch of them turns green, its origin withers
So it inclines until it follows the one gone.

5. And how close is the time when the houses will be empty
When the remaining ones pass and the empty ones do not return.

6. Underground steps smoothed their bodies
And though their spirits mounted its heights.

7. Except what time leaves of their blessings
Tombs of lights, about which the questioner asks.

8. Not like the tomb yesterday, we packed its dust
On a body, eminent, high.

9. Upon the pure son of the two pure ones, and he
Is like the halo of a full moon that disappeared.

10. With what soul on the eve of Saturday, did
The hand of death gesture without paying a price of sorrow.

11. The angels gathered around him at night
And in the morning among a tribe and a family.

12. We were quenched by him dead as his status
Was alive with God in a year of drought and barrenness.

13. To God belonged a soul whose time of ascent
Was to God while the sent rain was falling.

14. If the deadly stroke made a pact with his soul
It cheated us of the expensive price.

15. Despairing of the hopes without a supporter after al-Husayn or an aide.
Gather the camels, it is a year of sitting.

16. And in other states, the changing of states.
Stand and scatter your groups around his grave

17. No luck in descending after him and traveling.
He who fears blame and is in the prime of life passed away

18. And he who carefully protects himself from slander and gossip.
And he whose sea is raging and is sated by pretexts

19. With the urine of drunkards and leftovers.
O father Ahmad, you taught me to answer you

20. So what is the aspect of dislike that turned away the face of amiability?
I cried over you the splendid day with its heavy downpour

21. In which slander did not sprinkle blood or wounds.
And the sword did not lack a flashing blade and ornament

22. With sharp steel and eyelids that tired the fighter and warrior.
You passed away and the shoulders of a carrier could not be found

23. To sometimes separate between anklet and bracelet.
And the spear missed the spear after you to see

24. The features of a charming one inclining with the stab.
And for the early bird carried from the back of a latecomer

25. To the seventh one filtered by the sifter.
The high back was protected by your descent to be seen

26. As a place for one seeking refuge or an expanse for a wanderer.
It startled from its saddle and bridle

27. From missing you with gentleness he possessed and diarrhea.
And blindness from the confusing roads meandered

28. With the voices of loud orators and big mouths.
It expanded, despite the narrowness of dissent in its valleys,

29. And elucidated from it every ambiguity and confusion.
And for the land, its soil lives though it is dead

30. Even if the torrents of pouring rain do not find it.
Through you its deserted quarter is enriched

31. Or the ruins on its barrenness enjoy comfort.
And for the dark night you were its lamp

32. Standing on your feet serving God, an ideal worker.
And a house of prayers whose pillars you erected

33. With righteous supplications and deeds.
And for the inquiring intruder, if an intruder did not

34. Struggle with himself, his family and money.
He sought hospitality in every house he thought

35. So there is no night chat or barking or prayers.
Until God shows him your fire, and he is guided

36. From misguidance, you honored, O kindler of the lost.
My greetings to every hopeful one, for I

37. Despaired and my hopes died the day you died.
For whom do poems give birth to the essence after you

38. And gather between the H, M and D.
My fervor sufficed my heart and my eloquence fell short

39. So most of my words about you are the easiest of my deeds.
And you, if you could grant me a favor and grace

40. You would heal my sorrows and treat my wounds.
Then you would carry the grief from me with a

41. Weak shoulder accustomed to bearing my burdens.
They say in alleviation of my sorrow he lived long,

42. Reached a hundred years or its heights nearly.
That is condolence for you if they understand it.

43. It makes my tears flow more and intensifies my worries!
The extent of one's grief is proportional to his survival

44. And the memory of lasting bliss with you is most painful for me.
Man is not consoled for one he loves

45. By a loss that came from long reprieve.
Your cousin, whose loyalty and devotion to you weep over you,

46. Faithful, when the relative is tested with adversities.
And your master over you is as you stipulated

47. Even if he parted from you in generality and relatives.
I wish your visitors do not miss the habit

48. Of frequenting your Shibli with kindness and favor upon them.
No one who lived to take his place has died

49. And no present one while your place is empty.
And they did not leave you or oscillate about visiting you

50. Where we see you cheerful and serene.
If the two preventing did not forbid you

51. It would be like Gabriel's successorship over you and Michael's.