1. Death, you are ever so bitter,
Assailing me when I've no strength left to fight.

2. You serve kings a cup of vile poison,
And if they live, clothe them in your gown.

3. You took one more splendid than crowned kings -
Inheritor of the Prophet's light and glory.

4. You left the destitute gushing tears,
Flooding every land with sorrows for him.