مُصابٌ أَطارَ النَومَ عَن ساحَة الجَفنِ

فَجادَ بِما يُغني عَلى صَيِّبِ المُزنِ

Stricken with sleeplessness, he dispelled drowsiness from the plains of his eyelids,

So he was generous with enough to entertain the lovesick lad.

أَفاقَ بِهِ مَن كانَ مِن قَبلُ غافِلاً

وَحَيَّرَ مِنّا ذا سنانٍ وَذا سِنِّ

He awakened those who were formerly heedless,

And perplexed those with fangs and those with teeth.

وَلِم لا وَفي فَقدِ الأَحِبَّةِ واعِظٌ

لشمَن كانَ ذا قَلبٍ وَمَن كانَ ذا أُذنِ

Why is there no preacher for the loss of loved ones

For those with a heart or those with ears?

فَبُشراكَ يا مضن قَدَّمَ الزادَ لِلسرى

وَزادَ عَلى تَقديمِهِ حَسَنَ الظَنِّ

Good tidings to you, O Mudhn, you who provided provisions for the journey

And increased, over your provisions, good assumptions.

كَهَذا ضَجيعِ اللَحدِ حَمّودَةَ الرضى

كَبيرِ السَجايا اللَوذَعي أَبي سِنِّ

Just like this resident of the grave, pleased and content,

The elderly, glorious, dignified Abu Sinn.

لَقَد كانَ أَيمُ اللَهِ بَرّا وَخَيِّراً

وَذا خُلُقٍ أَبهى مِنَ الزَهرِ في الغُصنِ

He was, by God, righteous and benevolent,

With a character more beautiful than the flowers on a branch.

كَأَنّي بِهِ يا قَدسَ اللَهُ روحَهُ

يَروحُ بِها مِن رَوضِ فَنٍ إِلىَ فَنِّ

It was as if, O may God sanctify his soul,

It migrated with it from a meadow to a meadow.

وَكانَ مِنَ الكُتّابِ شَطراً يَوَدّهُم

وَصَدراً وَجيهاً ناسِكاً مُشعِرَ البُدنِ

He was among the writers, a section they loved,

An honorable, ascetic, and eloquent man.

إِلَهي تَقَبَّل سَعيَهُ وَأَجزِ بِما

وَعَدتَ بِهِ يا واسِعَ الفَضلِ وَالمَنِ

My God, accept his efforts and reward him with what

You have promised, O Most Generous and Bestower.

وَحَقِّق إِلَهي قَولَ خِلٍّ مُؤَرِّخٍ

إِلى جَنَّةِ الفِردَوسِ مَرّ أَبو سِنِّ

And make true, my God, the words of a departed chronicler,

"To the Gardens of Paradise passed Abu Sinn."