هذا كِتابِي وكَفُّ الموْتِ تُزْعِجُنِي

عن الحياةِ وفي قَلْبِي لكم ذِكَرُ

This is my book, and the approach of death disturbs me,

Takes me away from life, though you are in my heart remembered.

إِنْ أَقضِكُم حقَّكُم مِن قِلَّةٍ عُمُرِي

إِنِّي إِلى اللَّهِ لا حقٌّ ولا عُمُرُ

If I fulfil not your due, the fault lies in my scanty days,

To God I owe no duty, no length of days.

لَهفِي على نَيِّراتٍ ما صدعْتُ بها

إِلا وأَظْلَمَ مِن أَضْوائِهَا القَمرُ

I yearn for the departed, though ne'er again we'll meet,

Save where no moonlight's radiance can make the darkness retreat.

فاقْر السَّلام على المنْصُورِ أَفْضلِ من

سعى لثأرِ بنِي الإِسْلامِ فانْتَصرُوا

Greet in my name Mansur, than whom none nobler fought

To venge the Muslim's wrongs, and in their cause prevailed.

واعطِفْ بها عطْفَةً تهتزُّ مِن كَرمٍ

على المُظَفَّرِ فهو الفَلْجُ والظَّفَرُ

With tenderness greet Muzaffar, whose mighty arm

Brought victory, and turned the tide of war's alarm.