1. I was not accustomed to my home except with him,
And I have come to dislike this house after his loss.

2. I have come to dislike my life after he left me,
And I yearned to wander towards his resting place.

3. I disliked staying with us while he inclined
Towards what he hoped to attain of his reward.

4. How brief was his stay between us,
Departing to the dust from his loved ones.

5. The doctor was baffled by what would cure his illness
When death had become the greatest conqueror.

6. It did not occur to me, nor did I imagine
That the dove would spur him with its wings.

7. I had hoped that I would ransom him with my soul,
But I was mistaken in my hopes and calculations.

8. I parted from him and life parted from my heart,
And my thoughts did not cease from his causes.

9. Do you see, O Ismael, what is in my heart
Of its burning sorrows and anguish?

10. I thought sleep would soothe my inflamed eyes
That did not sleep a wink or enjoy it.

11. Ismael, will you spend the night dusted in the earth
After being the veil of my heart?

12. You left my chest and my room to decay
Despite me, and you became subject to dust.

13. I had entrusted you to the vicissitudes of fate
Not knowing you would fall into its claws,

14. It still deceives me about you, though
It has seized you in its long talons.

15. Misfortunes whose dangers are unavoidable
But I am one of those it lured,

16. And I thought well of time and its doubt,
So I became the greater loser, trusting in my calculations.

17. Death separated us and brought us together,
And time assisted it against its adversaries.

18. My joyful heart was not consoled by your birth,
For it returned to anguish at your death.

19. Just so, I did not complete building my home,
And its perfection with its loss and destruction.

20. So I will weep for him as long as the sun rises,
Or as long as the words allow a good answer.