ذَكَرتُ عُبَيدَ اللَهِ وَالتُربُ دونَهُ

ذَكَرتُ عُبَيدَ اللَهِ وَالتُربُ دونَهُ

فَلَم تَملِكِ العَينانِ إِلّا بُكاهُما

فَلَم تَملِكِ العَينانِ إِلّا بُكاهُما

I remembered Ubayd Allah, with earth between us;

I remembered Ubaydullah while dust covers him

so my eyes could do nothing but weep.

My eyes could only do nothing but weep

وَحاشاهُ مِن قَولٍ سَقى الغَيثُ قَبرَهُ

وَحاشاهُ مِن قَولٍ سَقى الغَيثُ قَبرَهُ

يَداهُ تُسَقّي قَبرَهُ مِن نَداهُما

يَداهُ تُسَقّي قَبرَهُ مِن نَداهُما

And he is above the wish, 'May rain water his grave':

Far from me to say the rain quenched his grave

his hands water his grave with the dew of their generosity.

His own generosity still waters his grave