1. أَمسى النَجيبُ بِهَذا الرَمسِ مُحتَجِباً

    عَنا وَغادر ذِكراً لَيسَ يَحتَجبُ

    Najib now lies concealed in this grave,

    Away from us, and left a memory that is not concealed.

  2. رَيّانُ أَبكى بَنِي الحِدادِ دَمعُ دَمٍ

    كَما بَكَت بَعدَهُ الأَقلامُ وَالكُتُبُ

    Rayyan made the sons of al-Haddad weep tears of blood,

    Just as pens and books wept after him.

  3. وَاِستَوحَشَت بَعدَهُ للعلمِ أَنديةٌ

    كانَت تَرِنُّ بِها الأَشعارُ وَالخُطَبُ

    And after him, gatherings devoted to learning grew desolate,

    Where poems and orations once resounded.

  4. فَصغَت بَيتاً مِن التاريخِ قُلتُ بِهِ

    قَد ماتَ بَعدَ النَجيبِ الشعرُ وَالأَدبُ

    So I composed a chronogram verse, in which I said:

    After Najib, poetry and literature have indeed died.