يا سليل الخال صبراً بعدَهُ

أنت أعلَى أن تُسَلِّي وأجَل

O descendant of the mole, have patience after him

You are too high to console and more majestic

بهداكُم إن ضَلِلنا نهتدي

وبكم يُضرَبُ في الصّبر المَثَل

With your guidance if we go astray we are guided

And through you patience is exemplified

قد طوَيت البيدَ شدّاً نحوه

ووجدت الصّابَ في طعم العسَل

I have folded the separation towards it tightly

And found the sweetness in the taste of honey

عَجِلَ القوم فوارَوا شخصَه

قبل أن تبلغَ لاَ كان العَجَل

The people were hasty so they presented his person

Before the young could attain what he attained

فَلتَهٌ كانَت ولَكِن فَضلكُم

يرفع الحشمَة فيها والخَجَل

It was an affliction but your grace

Lifts up the reverence in it and the shame

قَتَلَتهُ عِلَّةٌ طَالَت بِهِ

وَكذَا الدَّاءُ إِذَا طَالَ قَتَل

An illness that lingered with him has killed him

And so does the disease when it lingers kill