فُدِيتَ يَا مَنْ كَانَ صَادِقَ رِفْعَةٍ

إِذْ قَلَّ صَادِقُهَا عَلَى الأَزْمَانِ

May you be ransomed, O you whose eminence was genuine,

for across the ages, few have been true to such eminence.

أَمَالُ سَبْقِكَ فِي مَجَالاتِ العُلَى

إِدْرَاكُ شَأْوِ العُمْرِ قَبْلَ أَوَانِ

Did the hopes raised by your preeminence in the fields of glory

seek to reach life’s furthest bound before its appointed time?

مَنْ كَانَ فِي أَوْطَانِهِ مَا كُنْتَهُ

كَبْرَتْ خُسَارَتُهُ عَلَى الأَوْطَانِ

Whoever was to his homelands what you were—

his loss weighs heavily upon those homelands.

أَيَّمْتَ نَائِحَةً عَلَيْكَ وَفِيَّةً

فَهْيَ الغَدَاةُ جَلِيلَةُ الأَحْزَانِ

You have widowed a faithful woman who mourns for you;

today she is laden with immense sorrows.

أَيْتَمْتَ وُلْداً نَاعِماً أَظْفَارُهُمْ

حُرِمُوا حُنُوَّ أَبٍ عَلَيْهِمْ حَانِي

You have orphaned children, their nails still tender,

deprived of the tenderness of a father who cherished them.

يَجِمُ الفُؤَادُ وَتَسْتَهِلُّ مِنَ الأَسَى

فَتَحِيَّةٌ بِالمَدْمَعِ الهَتَّانِ

The heart falls silent, while tears stream forth from grief;

so here is a salutation borne on pouring tears.

وَتَرَى عَلَى حُسْنٍ مَلامِحَ بَثِّهِ

مِنْ قُبْلِ عَهْدِ الطُّفْلِ بِالأَشْجَانِ

And on a lovely face you see grief’s telltale marks,

before childhood’s appointed acquaintance with sorrows.

يَمِّمْ بِوَجْهِكَ شَطْرَ رَبِّكَ إِنَّهُ

نِعْمَ الوَلِيِّ لَهُمُ وَنَمْ بِأَمَانِ

Turn your face toward your Lord, for He

is the best guardian for them—and sleep in safety.