1. Tears flowed from my eyelids melting them,
And sorrows blazed in my heart like fires.

2. For the loss of a dear one who was my spirit, my comfort,
My spirit, my delight, and the one who gazed at me.

3. My beloved is gone, how can I have patience
With patience for that beloved who brought me joy.

4. It's as if the tears of my eyes for his loss
Flow for ages in a deluge.

5. No sooner had they buried Uthman, than for his burial
I buried my joys and revived my sorrows.

6. If they have hidden in the earth the just one his height,
Then they have hidden a full moon and a branch in bloom.

7. He died in a sea with towering waves,
So I died in the sea of my tears and laments.

8. He is the pearl, time has hidden him, so it sent him back
To his place of origin, having no equal there.

9. After his loss, my patience has befallen me,
And how many tribulations befell Ali after Uthman.

10. Upon him are clouds of mercy from the Master,
Coming and going every day constantly.