1. My son's love watered the lute
Your grave melted my heart for you

2. My son, my daughter, be at peace
For I am in torment without you

3. I planted my love for you in my heart
When I planted you in the soil

4. Love grows though you cannot grow
And my heart prays, depressed with gloom

5. You died so young, yet my passion for you
Is too great to calculate

6. My great patience has died such a death
Though it was the patience of rationality

7. Fragrance of my heart, you brought ease
Fragrance of my reward, face the Reckoning

8. And ask your Lord, the Giver of Reward
For your father who was so afflicted

9. Grieving for you, he would have perished
Had he not awaited his own departure

10. And your soul, made pure, was watered
By the soul of your Master, the Everlasting