1. News came to me, of health and illness intertwined,
Reporting bitter news - I was deafened and made to hear.

2. If what they say be true, the stars of glory fell down,
And all honor fell to ruin, none was spared.

3. The thrones of glory therein fell down and were torn,
The mounts of generosity became regret and were blemished.

4. O House of God’s Bounty, why didn’t your hands,
Turn away the agonizing times?

5. Don’t you have, in the House of Barmak, an example -
Time anchored itself to them, shrieking loudly?

6. Yet you did not break down inside yourselves,
And your flanks were spared that which kills its toucher.

7. I see, after you, the glance of bounties humbled,
And the cheek of glories, pallid and tearful.

8. After you, the hands of bounty were shortened,
You were springs of generosity, long-armed.

9. The world adorned itself with you and fell idle -
Its meadows flourished when you watered it.

10. If it were just, it would have protected you, and defended
You from the blows of nights - but it did not defend.

11. Rather, it is a fate that loses what it comprehends,
Annuls what it comprehended, and neglects what it tended.

12. It is but like one who cuts his palm
With another palm, thus becoming handless.

13. You watered the world with dew, and it overflowed
With works of virtues that met no artisan.

14. You left, among people, traces of your noble ways,
Which became like a torrent’s course - a pasture by morning.

15. On the side of glory, you left an unmended tear,
A breach that endures, meeting no mender.

16. Since you were tested, the fragrance of your mention increased -
Just like aloes wood when fire makes it smoke.