1. Anguish prevails, so beautify yourself,
And if you refuse, then do gracefully.

2. O Egypt, a knight of yours has perished,
And no knight remains except Ali.

3. The star judge has died,
And the full moon of gatherings has set.

4. Fate has turned against fate,
So it met its death.

5. Solver of intricate problems,
He judged with an intricate remedy.

6. Alas for femininity, it has no place
In deep darkness that does not clear.

7. One calamity passes by,
While another follows.

8. O flower of the past, and O basil
Of the future,

9. We expected you for feasts
In the coming times.

10. O you of noble character, reassuring, ideal,
You left us when we needed you, and did not linger.

11. O you who endured adversity bravely,
Shooter of the bow of the hero.

12. O you who kept intimate secrets
And were generous in speech.

13. Which praise is still too little
For your attire, that did not adorn itself?

14. Your peers play foolishly,
While you set yourself apart.

15. You pursue lasting, righteous deeds,
And climb high indefatigably.

16. You attained the knowledge of those gone by
And grasped the superiority of the first ones.

17. Your lowest goal is an ambition
Above the highest summit.

18. And your highest purpose is to see
Egypt prevail and climb high.

19. The loved ones have passed on after
Leaving me with grief and sorrow.

20. After them I do not have
A life, and I did not pretend.

21. Every year I stop and grieve
For the one who has moved on.

22. I cry with the weeping of bereft women,
And I complain as much as I complain.

23. The day I lost him, determination
Did not abandon me.

24. A gloomy day has passed
With a knight in his prime.

25. Who did not witness its horror
When the decree descended?

26. He does not know what the breaking of backs is,
Nor the sagging of joints.

27. O grave, shame on you, what you have done
To his radiant face!

28. You have frowned at a glow
That was meadows of beauty.

29. And you have corrupted, from him, a innocence
That did not detach.

30. O grave, has time played
With the softness of those fingers?

31. In distress, I yearn for them, flowing
Like a stream.

32. In hardship, I long for them to solve
Knotty problems.

33. I yearn for them for hope
And for questioning youth.

34. O grave, your guest among us
Was the best expectation.

35. He did not become stingy when called
Nor pretend to be lowly.

36. I made his abode my own,
So I lodged in the best lodging.

37. And I drank from his character,
So I attained the sweetest spring.