To request poems of the heavy meter for all occasions and the execution of "shilat" at reasonable prices. O poet who crafted elegy, may your words be blessed. Your sorrow has settled within us, and we have lived it in our souls. Mercy be upon you, O noble one of high standing. The spring of generosity, how much we drank from your hand. He who is oppressed by time and comes to you weeps for you. And how many times in hardship we stood by you. I bear witness that glory wears your turban. And your name is an honor we carried on our chests. O God, may Paradise be your ultimate destination. In a paradise where we hoped for bliss.