هوى الكوكبُ الدُرّيّ من أفُقِ المجدِ

فتبّاً لقلبٍ لا يذوبُ من الوجدِ

The brilliant star has set on the horizon of glory

Alas for a heart that does not melt from passion

وتَعْساً لعَينٍ لا تَفيضُ دموعُها

فقد غاضَ بحرٌ من مُلوك بَني المَهدي

And woe to eyes that do not overflow with tears

For a sea of kings from the Banu Mahdi has gone low

تداركَهُ كسْفُ الرّدى بعد تمِّه

فحالَ وحالَتْ دونَه ظُلمَةُ اللّحْدِ

The veil of dusk overtook him after excellence

So it came between him and the darkness of the grave

مضى فالنُّهى من بعدِه واجِدُ الحَشا

وصدرُ العُلى من بعدِه فاقِدُ الخَلْدِ

He passed away so prohibition came after him

And the breast of nobility after him lost eternity

برَتْهُ المَنايا وهْوَ عُضْوٌ من النّدى

فأصبحَ كفّ المَكرُماتِ بلا زَنْدِ

Death annihilated him while he was a part of brilliance

So the palm of favors became without adornment

ألا فاِندُبوا يا وافِدونَ اِبنَ مُحسنٍ

فقد هُدّ رُكْنُ الجودِ من كعبةِ الوفدِ

Oh you who come to visit, mourn the son of the benefactor

For the pillar of generosity from the Kaaba of wayfarers fell

وعزّوا بني السّاداتِ فيهِ فإنّما

بهِ رُفِعَتْ من ذِكرِهم سورةُ الحَمدِ

And console the chiefs for indeed

Through him the chapter of their mention was raised

تَوارَى فأورى في القُلوبِ صَبابةً

فحيّاً ومَيْتاً لم يزَلْ واريَ الزَّنْدِ

He withdrew so he showed in hearts youthfulness

So alive and dead he never ceased to be clothed in splendor

هو اِبنُ رسولِ اللّهِ والجوهرُ الّذي

تكوّن من نورِ النّبوّةِ والرُّشْدِ

He is the son of Allah's Messenger and the jewel

That formed from the light of prophethood and guidance

لقد وهَبَ الدّنيا لأكرَمِ والِدٍ

وآثرَ في طوبى القُدوم على الجَدِّ

He granted the world to a most generous father

And preferred arrival in blessedness over ancestors

تنازعُ فيه الحورُ حُبّاً وغيرةً

وتَغبِطُهُ الوُلدانُ في جنّةِ الخُلْدِ

The houris vie for his love and jealousy

And the youths envy him in the Garden of Immortality

لوَ اِنّ بناتِ النّعْشِ في سَمْكِ نعشِه

لَصارَتْ لبَدْر التّمِّ من أكرَمِ الوُلْدِ

If the daughters of biers knew his bier

They would wish to be for the full moon the finest sons

فحقّاً لمَلْكِ الحوْزِ يَشكو فِراقَهُ

فعَنْ غابه قد غابَ خيرُ بني الأُسْدِ

So the king of power rightly laments his loss

For with his absence the best of lions was lost

وحقّاً لِعَيْنِ الحربِ تبكي له دَماً

فقد فقدَتْ في فَقْدِه سَيفَها الهِنْدي

And the eye of war rightly sheds blood in tears for him

For with his loss it lost its Indian sword

وحقُّ العُلى أن تنبُشَ الأرضَ بعدَهُ

فقد ضيّعَتْ في التُّرْبِ واسطةَ العِقْدِ

And it is the right of the exalted to dig the earth after him

For it lost in the dust the necklace's link

سرى طيبُه في الأرض حتّى كأنّما

تبدّلَ منها الطيبُ بالعَنبَرِ الوَردي

His perfume has spread in the earth until

The perfume in it changed to rose musk

فحسبُكِ يا أكفانَهُ فيهِ مَفْخَراً

فإنّكِ من نصلِ العُلا موضعُ الغِمدِ

His shrouds suffice you pride in him

For you are from the swords of the eminent their sheaths

ويا نَعشَهُ باللّهِ كيفَ حملْتَهُ

ويا لحدَهُ كيف اِنطوَيْتَ على أحْدِ

And his bier - by God - how did you carry him?

And his grave - how did you contain the unique one?

جَوادٌ على آثارِ آبائِه جرى

وأجدادِه الغُرِّ الغطارِفةِ اللُّدِّ

A thoroughbred in the tracks of his fathers he raced

And his noble, glorious, perfect forefathers

ولو لم تعُقْهُ الحادثاتُ عن المَدى

لأدركَ من غاياتِهم غايةَ القَصْدِ

Had mishaps not prevented him from the course

He would have attained the furthest of their goals

ولو أنّ شقَّ الجيبِ قد ردّ فائِتاً

لقلّ وإنّي قد شقَقْتُ لهُم كِبْدي

Had the rending of pockets brought back what was lost

Few would say: I have rent my heart for them

ولو قبِلَ الموتُ الفِداءَ فديتُه

ولكنّهُ لن يُعطيَ الحُرَّ بالعَبْدِ

Had death accepted ransom, I would ransom him

But it does not give the free man for the slave

بَنو المجدِ لا أصمَتْكُمُ أسهُمُ الرّدى

ولا شلّتِ الأيامُ منكُم يَدَ الرِّفدِ

O people of glory, the arrows of misfortune do not silence you

Nor have the days crippled your hands from giving

ولا اِمتحَنَتْ بالبَينِ يوماً عُيونكُم

ولا أحرقَتْ أحشاءَكُم لوعةُ البُعدِ

Nor have your eyes ever been tested by separation

Nor have yearnings burned your hearts from distance

ولا برِحَتْ آراءُكم وأكفُّكُم

مصابيحُها تَهدي وراحاتُها تُجدي

Nor have your views and your palms ceased to be

Lamps guiding and hands benefiting