Oh my King,,,,I miss you so,

It is so sad for me to see you go,

My sorrow aches my body, and makes my eyes tear.

You are so young my king,

You could have lived longer,

But God has missed his favorite so,

And is very satisfied with his beloved's wonderful work, on earth, and wants you besides him.

He will attach the wings on your shoulders,

Like you have to so many of us,

And ask you to fly among the knights of Angels.

You will fly, my king, among the Prophets and Saints, because you are just as equal,

I am sure of this, my King.

Oh my King,,,,my father died when I was two,

I have always seen you as his replacement.

You were my ideal, my father, my teacher, my leader.

I became a pilot, a fighter pilot just for you my king,

I was ready to die for you and wish I did before you.

You will be remembered as "The King of Peace", not just in Jordan,

But all over the world.

Your spirit will live in every Jordanian's heart forever, my king, my father....

Farewell now, my king, my father....I will miss you,

But I shall never forget the day,

You placed those wings on my shoulder....farewell.