1. O eye, shed copious tears in memory
Of times gone by, when tears could comfort me

2. Alas the Caliph now lies in his grave
A dusky tomb his noble form doth hide

3. And orphans weep as stars fade from the skies
When darkness veils the moon’s radiant light

4. Our heroes strived to thwart cruel fate’s decree
Yet life nor wealth could Abdul Aziz save

5. And Khalid, had he ransomed his own life
Would have risked all, if sacrifice could save

6. When news reached Abbas, dread and horror shook me
At the cloister of Castile, my heart was sore