1. O you who cry for your brother, yet
We parted when calamity scattered the brothers

2. My brother, the day the rocks of Thamam made me weep for him
Had he lived till my day, he too would have wept for me

3. Time has worn him away and taken him from me
Leaving me with grief everywhere I wander

4. If only he who cries for Uthman in the morning
Would come to my grave and join me in sorrow

5. If I could divide my flowing tears among spirits and men
For him, all would weep in agony

6. If only time could be paid to bring him back
I would give it anything, though fate has many hues