1. لَهفَ الرِياساتِ على راحلٍ

    قَد كانَ مِلءَ العَينِ وَالمَسمَعِ

    Oh, the grief of high offices for one departed,

    who once filled the eye and ear.

  2. لَهفَ العُلا قَد عُطِّلَت من سَنا

    بَدرٍ هوى من أَوجِها الأَرفَع

    Oh, the grief of glory, now stripped of the radiance

    of a full moon fallen from its loftiest summit.

  3. تَبكي المُروءاتُ على بُطرُسٍ

    ذاكَ الهمامِ الماجدِ الأَروَعِ

    The noble virtues weep for Boutros,

    that valiant, noble, splendid man.

  4. فَتَّشتُ لمّا لم أَجِد مُقلَتي

    كُفؤاً عنِ الفَضل ليبكي معى

    I searched, when I did not find my eye

    equal to the task, for Virtue to weep with me.

  5. فَقيل لي قَد سارَ في إِثرهِ

    يومَ دفَنّاهُ ولم يَرجِعِ

    Then I was told: he had gone in his wake

    the day we buried him, and did not return.

  6. يا مُجرِياً دمعَ المَلا أَبحُراً

    أَدرِكهُمُ يا مُرقىءَ الأَدمُعِ

    O you who made the people's tears flow as seas,

    come to their aid, O you who staunch tears!

  7. يا نازِلاً بينَ وُفودِ البِلى

    آنَستَهُم يا موحِشَ الأَربُعِ

    O you who dwell among the throngs of decay,

    you gave them company, O you who left the dwellings desolate.

  8. عينيَ فيك اليومَ قَبطِيَّةٌ

    تَروى الأَسى عن مُسلمٍ موجَعِ

    My eye today is Coptic in mourning you,

    relaying the sorrow of an anguished Muslim,

  9. يَهيمُ من وجدٍ وَمن لَوعَةٍ

    في الجانِبِ الأَيسَرِ من أَضلُعي

    who wanders, distraught with yearning and anguish,

    in the left side of my rib cage,

  10. وَيَأخذُ البِرَّ وَآيَ الوَفا

    عن الكتاب الطيِّبِ المَشرَعِ

    and draws righteousness and the verses of fidelity

    from the Book whose wellspring is pure.

  11. يا من سَقاني الجَمَّ من وُدِّه

    هذا ودادي كلّه فاكرَع

    O you who gave me so much of your love to drink,

    this is all my love—so drink deeply.

  12. يا حاملَ القَلبِ الكَبيرِ الذي

    لم يَنقُضِ الميثاقَ قُم واسمَعِ

    O bearer of the great heart that

    did not break the covenant—rise and listen!