1. For the likes of this day the tears are hoarded,
And it bends over the agony of its ribs.

2. For fate has torn down the fortress of glories,
And so dissolved the spring of this world.

3. We saw in the Holy Place some tribulations,
Before it things to make one tremble.

4. Thursday we saw a visage of gloom,
Sublime in its sermons, sermons of obedience.

5. Its night was unveiled from an ill-omened day,
Which fractured our group with those fissures.

6. Would that the night had continued and never unveiled
For it a dawn or defeat rushed the routed!

7. Would that its stars had never shone in it
No setting, nor the sun rising!

8. A morn more gloomy than darkest eve,
And a day whose appointed time was horrid.

9. They gave Muhammad attributes, praisers
Before whom the deaf would hear and the mute give thanks.

10. A king such as glory is no intercessor for him,
Nor one toward bounty a mediator.

11. So not a day of dew for its loftiness is there any peer,
Nor a day of threshing-floor for it any like.

12. The sanctuaries of bounty were made lawful,
As inviolability's relationship was severed.

13. Hamd's meadows being bought and sold openly,
Then where is the buyer and to whom are you selling?

14. And you, O mutineers against magnanimity, pitch
Your tents, and your rope-ties are not packed up.

15. He who in both his hands had the Garden West-and-East has gone,
As in character Ja'far and al-Rabi'.

16. But still the Lord of mankind continues
To send from His angels hosts toward you.

17. Who see, while the nights run their course,
Prostration around your tomb or bowing.

18. Worthy that I see my sadness lasting long,
And that such a loss continuously renews.