يا عينُ بَكِّي أبا جَبرٍ ووالدَه
إذا تحطَّمَتِ الراياتُ والحَلَقُ
O eye, weep for Abu Jabr and his father,
when the banners and rings of mail were shattered.
يومٌ بيومِ أبي جَبرٍ وإخوتِهِ
والنفسُ نفسان منها الهَولُ والشَّفَقُ
A day in return for the day of Abu Jabr and his brothers;
and the soul is twofold: within it are terror and apprehension.
يا ضُلَّ ضُلَّ المنايا ما تَرَكنَ لنا
عِزّاً نَبُوءُ به ما هُدِّلَ الوَرَقُ
O ruin, ruin wrought by death's fates! They have left us no
honor to come away with, for as long as the gray doves coo.
Sol 6.1