1. May God have mercy on the man of insights
He left us at the most precarious of times

2. O prince of eloquence and of refined literature
You were truly the pride of the mother of languages

3. How hastily you left us when I had a pact with you
O Mustafa, so gentle and kind

4. After you, styles became desolate and the reins
Of entertaining missives went slack

5. Without you, meanings were confused and the smooth
Ways of leadership became impulsive

6. And eloquence held in every association
A funeral service for the most splendid subtleties

7. After you, the two Magdalenes struck their cheeks
And the day of tears was resurrected

8. And the gentleness of feeling collapsed, it was
The solace of the miserable, both men and women

9. In Egypt you were a poet who dazzled minds
With verses of clear poetry

10. You then abandoned covert poetry for prose
And brought the writers miracles

11. While people were busy with your tragedy
And the president was occupied with the protector’s wounds

12. They were distracted from their literary man by their savior
And did not hear the cry of the mourners

13. And when they found safety, they returned
To find the abode of virtue deserted

14. The president cried for you while he was wounded
And a president’s tears are like mercy

15. O boy of praise, you left no money behind
For you were enamored with giving

16. How often did excellence send torrents of vigor
Cascading through you like the Euphrates

17. You did not hoard what you earned and you never
Calculated, from what I see, the count of death

18. You died while still youthful, leaving five girls
For whom you left nothing but memories

19. In the East, a writer's legacy is sorrow
For his children and wealth for the narrators

20. Do not fear the pitfalls of time upon them
Nor the ravages of vicious nights

21. Saad's eye looks after them after God’s
So be reassured for you have found care.