بَدرٌ تَوارى بَطيّ التُّربِ مُندَرِجاً

فَجادَهُ مِن سَحابِ الدَمعِ هَطَّالُ

The full moon set, sinking into the dust of the grave

So it rained on him tears of lament from the clouds

مِن آلِ رَسلانَ قَد ذاقَ المَنيَّةَ في

ثَلاث عشْرَ وَلِلأَنوارِ إِقبالُ

A descendant of Raslan tasted death at only

Thirteen, while the lights were still rising

خانَ الزَمانُ أَباهُ مُلحِماً سَفَهاً

فَلَم يَكُنْ عِندَهُ خَوفٌ وَإِجلالُ

Time betrayed his father, acting ignorantly

So he had no fear or awe before him

فَخَطَّ أَحرُفَ تَأريخٍ يَنوحُ بِها

أَمسى الفَريدُ لَهُ في اللَّحدِ أَمثالُ

He etched the letters of a date for grieving

The unique one now has equivalents in the grave