يا ناعي الباقر هيجت لي
نار أسىً لم يدن منها خمود
O mourner of al-Baqir, you have kindled in me
A fire of sorrow that knows no dying down
أقصى المعالي ذاب مذ أرخوا
طاب لدى الباقر دار الخلود
The highest glories melted when they set out
The abode of immortality was sweet by al-Baqir
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