أَلا قِفْ لَدى هَذا الضَّريحِ وَخُصَّهُ

بِما فيهِ للأَرواحِ مَحوُ اِنقِباضِها

Stop by this tomb and give it

What souls need to ease their tension

فَفيهِ شَهيدٌ قَد دَعَتْه مِنَ الرِّضا

جِنانٌ غَدت تَجلو الصَّدا بِغياضِها

For it holds a martyr called by gardens

Of bliss, which now shine in their bloom

وَمُذْ حَلَّ فيها شَمَّمته كَرامَةً

عَبيراً وَأَرَّخ فايِحاً مِن رِياضِها

Since he came, they have honored him

With their perfumes and splendid arrays