مَضى عَن آلِ حَيدرَ من بَكتهُ

عُيونُ الفَضلِ وَالحَسبِ الأَثيلِ

Gone from the family of Haydar are those who wept for him,

The eyes of nobility and honorable lineage.

سَرِيٌّ كانَ لِلمَظلومِ كَهفاً

وَبَحراً لِلمؤمِّلِ وَالنَزيلِ

He was a refuge for the oppressed,

And a sea for the hopeful and the refugee.

ثَوى أَرضاً بِها الأَورادُ تُتلى

عَلَيهِ في الصَباحِ وَفي الأَصيلِ

He settled on a land where prayers are recited for him

In the mornings and at night.

وَتاريخي يُنادي كُلَّ حينٍ

لَقَد وَجَبَ السَلامُ عَلى الخَليلِ

And my date proclaims at all times,

"Greetings are due upon the Friend."