Sol 6.1

  1. هُنَا الْكَلِمَاتُ تَلْتَحِفُ السَّوَادَ

    وَتُرْسِلُ لِلْوَرَى جُرْحًا مُعَادَا

    Here, words wrap themselves in black,

    and send humankind a wound renewed.

  2. هُنَا الْحُزْنُ الْمُسَافِرُ فِي الْحَشَايَا

    وَمَا أَبْقَى لِذِي نَعْيٍ مِدَادَا

    Here is sorrow, journeying through the innermost depths,

    and it has left no ink for a bearer of death's news.

  3. سُؤَالٌ ظَلَّ يُشْقِينِي زَمَانًا

    بِظُلْمَتِهِ وَيَسْلُبُنِي الرُّقَادَا

    A question kept tormenting me for a time,

    with its darkness, and robbing me of sleep:

  4. أَمَاتَ أَبُو الْمَكَارِمِ وَالسَّجَايَا

    وَغَابَ "مُحَمَّدٌ" الْأَنْقَى فُؤَادَا؟

    Has the father of noble deeds and virtues died,

    and has Muhammad, the purest of heart, departed?

  5. وَأَجْمَلُ مَنْ صَحِبْتُ بِكُلِّ حُبٍّ

    أَخٌ شَهْمٌ يُشَاطِرُنِي الْوِدَادَا

    And the finest of those I befriended with all my love:

    a noble brother who shares my affection.

  6. بِقَلْبٍ شَاكِرٍ يَدْعُو قَرِيبًا

    مِنَ الدَّاعِينَ يَا نِعْمَ الْمُنَادَى

    With a grateful heart, he calls upon One close

    to those who pray—O, how excellent the One invoked!

  7. فَكَمْ كُنْتَ الصَّبُورَ عَلَى بَلَاءٍ

    وَكُنْتَ تَرَى لِكُلِّ أَسًى ضِمَادَا

    For how often you were steadfastly patient in affliction,

    and you saw a bandage for every sorrow.

  8. إِلَى الرَّبِّ الْمُجِيبِ لَكَ الْتِجَاءُ

    فَتَبْلُغُ فِي تَقَرُّبِكَ الْمُرَادَا

    To the Lord who answers, you turn for refuge,

    so by drawing near to Him, you attain what you seek.

  9. أُوَدِّعُ فِيكَ يَا "ابْنَ الْعَمِّ" رُوحًا

    تُضِيءُ تُقًى وَتُلْهِمُنَا السَّدَادَا

    In you, O cousin, I bid farewell to a soul

    that shines with piety and inspires us to uprightness.

  10. بِأَرْبَعَةٍ سِجَامٍ جِئْتُ أَبْكِي

    وَلِي قَلْبٌ لَبِسْتُ بِهِ حِدَادَا

    With four streaming tear ducts, I have come to weep,

    and in my heart I have donned mourning.

  11. تَفِيضُ لِرُوحِكَ الرَّحَمَاتُ تَتْرَى

    وَتُبْسَطُ جَنَّةُ الْمَأْوَى مِهَادَا

    Mercies pour upon your soul, one after another,

    and the Garden of Refuge is spread out as a bed.

  12. وَدَاعًا يَا أَخَا السَّلْوَى وَدَاعًا

    لِأُخْرَى لَا نَرَى فِيهَا سُهَادَا

    Farewell, O brother of solace, farewell,

    for another life, where we shall know no sleeplessness,

  13. عَلَى سُرُرٍ بَطَائِنُهَا حَرِيرٌ

    وَنُلْهَمُ مِنْ وَسَائِدِنَا الرَّشَادَا

    upon couches whose linings are silk,

    and from our pillows we are inspired with right guidance.

  14. 18/12/1447هـ

    18/12/1447 AH