إِذَا أَنِسَتْ بِصُورَتِهِ عُيُونٌ

وَأَوْحَشَ قَوْمَهُ مِنْهُ السُّكُوتُ

When eyes are delighted by his image

And his silence renders his people lonely

فَإِنَّ لَهُ حَدِيثاً لَيْسَ يُبَلَى

تُحَدِّثُهُ مَآثِرُ لاَ تَفُوتُ

He has a tale that does not wither

Told by glories that do not pass

سَيَبْقَى الذِّكْرُ جيلاً بَعْدَ جِيلٍ

وَسَعْدُ اللهِ حَيٌّ لاَ يَمُوتُ

Remembrance will endure for generations

And Saadullah lives, he does not die