1. May God water the days of al-ʿAzīz with His generosity;

    For the finest rain is offered to the finest soil.

  2. And if I turn away from him, my burning grief abounds

    In ceaseless weeping for him and looking back.

  3. And I might well have died of ardent longing,

    But the living do not endure forever for the dead.

  4. So every joy of ours has turned to sorrow,

    And every gathering is followed by dispersal.

Sol 6.1