أَلاَ يالَقَومٍ لِلأَسَى وَالتَّذكُّرِ

أَلاَ يالَقَومٍ لِلأَسَى وَالتَّذكُّرِ

وَعَينٍ قَذَى إِنسانِها أُمُّ جَعفَرِ

وَعَينٍ قَذَى إِنسانِها أُمُّ جَعفَرِ

Ah, people, help against grief and remembrance,

O people, be sad and reminiscent

And an eye whose pupil’s mote is Umm Jaʿfar!

A mother's eyes that shed tears for Ja'far

فَلَم تَر عَينِي مِثلَ قَلبِىَ لَم يَطِر

فَلَم تَر عَينِي مِثلَ قَلبِىَ لَم يَطِر

وَلا كَضُلوعٍ تَحتَهُ لَم تَكَسَّر

وَلا كَضُلوعٍ تَحتَهُ لَم تَكَسَّر

For my eye has never seen the like of my heart, which has not flown away,

My eyes have not seen the likes of my heart that did not fly

Nor ribs like those beneath it, which have not shattered.

Nor ribs beneath that did not break