قَد حَطَّهُ غاسِلوهُ فَوقَ مُغتَسَلٍ

فَكانَ كالبدرِ مَوضوعاً عَلى عرشِ

They laid him down to wash him on the bier

Like the full moon he shone resting on its throne

وَحينَ ساروا بِهِ في النّعشِ قلتُ لَهُم

مَن صَيَّرَ البدرَ جَهلاً مِن بَني نَعشِ

And when in the coffin they bore him along

I cried, who has set the moon in a bier so mean?