أَبَا الحُسَيْنِ سَقَاكَ وَابِلُ دِيمَةٍ

ثَكْلاءَ قَدْ شُقّتْ عَليكَ جُيُوبُها

Aba al-Husayn, the rain of Diymah quenched you

A bereaved one whose pockets were split open for you

حَقُّ القَبائلِ أَنْ تعزِّي طَيِّباً

إذْ أَنتَ حَاتِمها وأَنتَ حَبيبُها

The tribes have a right to give you fine condolences

Since you are their best and you are their beloved