يا طِفلَ فَهرٍ لا عَزاءَ لَهُم

إِن كُنتَ في أَشرافِهِم لَفَتى

O young leopard with no comforter

O child of Fahr, for them there is no consolation,

If you were the best of them, a youth

For you were indeed a chivalrous youth among their nobles.

حَجَبَ التَباعُدُ عَنكَ أَعيُنَهُم

لكِن إِلَيكَ قُلوبَهُم لَفَتا

Distance has veiled their eyes from you

Separation has veiled their eyes from seeing you,

But their hearts are drawn to you still

Yet it has turned their hearts fully towards you.

وَالمَجدُ إِن يَنعَتكَ بَينَهُمُ

فِبِكُلِّ ذِكرٍ طَيِّبٍ نَعَتا

And glory, if it laments you among them

And Glory, were it to describe you amongst them,

Will lament you with only good words

Would characterize you with every fragrant virtue.

زادَت نِساءَ الحَيِّ فيكَ أَسىً

أَمَتاكَ حَولَ القَبرِ إذ نَعَتا

The living women increased their sorrow for you

It deepened the sorrow of the tribe's women for you,

Your maidens wept over your grave as they lamented

When your two bondmaids lamented beside the grave.