فَللّه عينا مَن رَأى مثلهُ فتىً

أَكرّ وَأَحمى في الهياجِ وَأَصبرا

The eyes of the one who saw the likes of him, a young man

More generous and more zealous in fury, and more patient

إِذا أُشرعت فيهِ الأسنّة خاضَها

إِلى الموتِ حتّى يترك الرمحَ أَحمرا

When the tongues turn towards him, he plunged into them

Towards death, until he left the spear red

وَآليتُ لا تنفكّ عيني حزينةً

عَليكَ وَلا ينفكّ جلدي أَغبرا

And I swore my teary eyes will not cease to weep

For you, nor will my dusty skin cease to be ashy

مَدى الدّهرِ ما غنّت حَمامة أيكةٍ

وَما طَرد الليل الصباح المنوّرا

As long as time lasts, no dove in the valley cooed

Nor did the dawn with its light expel the night

رُزئت بخيرِ الناسِ بعدَ نبيّهم

وَبعدَ أَبي بكر وما كانَ قصّرا

I was pleased with the best of people after their prophet

And after Abu Bakr, he who did not fall short