ألا أيها الباكي أخاه وإنما

تفرق يوم الفدفد الأخوان

O you who cry for your brother, yet

We parted when calamity scattered the brothers

أخي يوم أحجار الثمام بكيته

ولو حم يومي قبله لبكاني

My brother, the day the rocks of Thamam made me weep for him

Had he lived till my day, he too would have wept for me

تداعت به أيامه فاخترمنه

وأبقين لي شجوا بكل مكان

Time has worn him away and taken him from me

Leaving me with grief everywhere I wander

فليت الذي يبكي بعثمان غدوة

دعا عند قبري مثلها فنعاني

If only he who cries for Uthman in the morning

Would come to my grave and join me in sorrow

فلو قسمت في الجن والانس عبرتي

عليه بكى من حرها الثقلان

If I could divide my flowing tears among spirits and men

For him, all would weep in agony

ولو كانت الأيام تطلب فديه

إليه وصرف الدهر ما ألواني

If only time could be paid to bring him back

I would give it anything, though fate has many hues