1. ذو العَرشِ أَرجو بِعَفوِهِ أَن

    أَسكُن طوبى وَأَنتَ جاري

    Through the pardon of the Lord of the Throne, I hope to

    dwell in Tuba, with you as my neighbor.

  2. ريحانَةَ النَفسِ كَيفَ أَنسى

    وَقَد خَلَت مِن سَناكَ داري

    Sweet basil of my soul, how can I forget,

    when my home is empty of your radiance?

  3. رَجَوتُ بُقياكَ لِلمَعالي

    وَاِختارَكَ اللَهُ بِاِضطراري

    I hoped you would live on for noble achievements,

    and God chose you against my will.

  4. رَماكَ سَهمُ الرَدى فَأَصمى

    بِهِ شمسُ الدَراري

    Death's arrow struck you, slaying outright

    with it the sun of the radiant stars.

  5. رَشدتَ قَبلَ اِكتِمالِ عَشرٍ

    وَاِزدَنت بِالحِلمِ وَالوقارِ

    You grew wise before completing ten years,

    and were adorned with forbearance and dignity.

  6. رَهينُ حُزنٍ أَبوكَ حَتّى

    يَلقاكَ في مَنزِلِ القَرارِ

    Your father is captive to grief until

    he meets you in the abode of lasting rest.

  7. رَثى وَبَكّى فَقالَ قَومٌ

    أَمَدَّهُ لُؤلُؤُ البِحارِ

    He lamented and moved others to tears; then some said:

    “The pearls of the seas have supplied him.”

  8. رَثَّ جَديدُ الصِبا وَآضَت

    كافورَةً مسكَةُ العذارِ

    Youth's freshness grew threadbare, and what became

    camphor was the musk of my cheek-down.

  9. رُزِئتُ في نَرجسي وَآسي

    وَياسَميني وَجُلَّناري

    I was bereaved of my narcissus and my myrtle,

    and my jasmine and my pomegranate blossom.

  10. رَفَّهتَني ثُمَّ سمت نَفسي

    يا جَنَّتي كَيفَ صِرت ناري

    You gave me ease, then tormented my soul.

    O my paradise, how did you become my fire?

  11. رَيّاكَ مِسكُ الشَبابُ عِندي

    إِذ كُنتُ مُستَطرِفَ الثِمارِ

    Your fragrance was the musk of youth to me,

    when I found the fruits a fresh delight.

  12. رُقتُ فَلَمّا دَنا قطافٌ

    زُلتُ وَلَم يُغنِني حَذاري

    I grew lovely; then, when the harvest drew near,

    I vanished, and my caution availed me nothing.

  13. رَبِّ وَما لي سِواكَ رَبٌّ

    ردَّ رُقادي أَقل عثاري

    My Lord—and I have no lord but You—

    restore my sleep; pardon my stumbles.

  14. ردَّ رُقادي وَنَجِّ إِنّي

    غَرِقتُ في الأَدمُعِ الغِزارِ

    Restore my sleep and save me, for I

    have drowned in copious tears.

  15. رقَّت وَكادَت تَذوبُ نَفسي

    فَقَوِّ عَزمي بِالاِصطِبارِ

    My soul has grown frail and almost melted away;

    so strengthen my resolve through patient endurance.