1. For Khalid I weep at dawn, confessing
A soul has lost its most beloved friend.

2. After my first waking I recall
His efforts - I know not for whom meant.

3. Whenever Quraysh met a sore distress
And chief men said, "Who will dispel it hence?"

4. You showed no joy in their success,
Nor helped bear burdens save your own immense.

5. Where is he now whose ready strength sufficed
To bear the load, and of it lightly told?