أَياO خَيرfinest رَمسٍgrave ضمَّheld أَعظُمَbones مُصطَفىMustafa
أَيا خَير رَمسٍ ضمَّ أَعظُمَ مُصطَفى
سُقيتmay you be watered الحَياrain إِنيindeed I أَضرّharmed بيme الجَفاestrangement
سُقيت الحَيا إِني أَضرّ بي الجَفا
O finest grave, enfolding the bones of a chosen one,
O finest grave, holding Mustafa’s bones,
May life-giving rain water you; separation has indeed harmed me.
May you be watered with rain; estrangement has indeed harmed me.
وَلماand when تَوارىvanished فيكَwithin you ياO رمسgrave جسمهhis body
وَلما تَوارى فيكَ يا رمس جسمه
تَكدّرbecame clouded ليfor me عَيشlife بِهِthrough him كانَhad been قَدalready صَفاbecame serene
تَكدّر لي عَيش بِهِ كانَ قَد صَفا
And when his body vanished within you, O grave,
And when his body vanished within you, O grave,
My life grew turbid, though through him it once had been clear.
My life, which through him had grown serene, became clouded.
نعمyes سادَreigned بِالجناتin the gardens of Paradise فيamong الحورthe houris مصطفىMustafa
نعم سادَ بِالجنات في الحور مصطفى
Yes—the chosen one holds sway in the Gardens, among the houris.
Yes, Mustafa reigned in the gardens of Paradise among the houris.
