1. To God we complain of the calamities that afflict us,
For they have saddened us, seeking the most precious.

2. They have assailed us with contempt, which if assailed by,
The firmly rooted mountains would shake and tremble.

3. Woe to a life whose calamities are unceasing,
Plucking each chord of longing within the seeker.

4. As if its nights amongst each other in part,
Are linked in kinship with those who sever ties.

5. But even as its turns have brought us sorrow,
Our character has been refined through trials.

6. Would that it had ransomed Husayn with what was offered,
Of gifts from far and near to him, the chosen one.

7. On the day of the rows of battle, it mediated through his like,
And because of Laith it glorified the son of Ghalib.

8. Swords in the hands of death are his eyes,
While its bows are arches above the brows.

9. A youth who was like scent on the hillside,
And beauty manifest among the high and noble.

10. After him the new moon of glory will not shine,
Nor will the Indian smile joyfully holding spears.

11. Beloved he lives beneath the soil in a grave,
Would that it were a perfumed shrine instead.

12. Think not that life has departed from his body there,
Does not the life of the revered shine like lamps?

13. May God water his dwelling with pardon and mercy,
And shield him on the day when defects are laid bare.

14. Not poor is his grave to life that remains,
Within it has dawned an ocean delightful to partake.

15. In the biers of the palm-branches no need lies for his bier
Sufficient is what the bosoms of the balms contain.

16. Heaven and earth wept for him until their tears flowed,
With the tears of the clouds flowing abundantly.

17. In grief the bamboo cane has bowed its shoulders,
Yearning after him the wild deer and does.

18. Those afar tore their garments in anguish,
Beyond even the sincerity of kin by blood.

19. Goodness and valor he fulfilled and righteousness,
While the ways of right conduct narrowed around us.

20. Over his loss my heart is no less wounded,
Than the heart of a wolf bereft of her cubs.

21. So say to the seekers of glory to cease their quest,
For the disappointment of endeavor and the trials of misfortune.

22. I see the earth has obscured him from sight,
As if the shining moons and the gleaming constellations.

23. Have Muzn, the clouds' pasturing ground, stripped of his traits,
With the firm knots of its gatherings as shooting stars?

24. Or has his perfections been buried in the soil,
While its origin remains between the stars?

25. Without him, pleasure in verse has no delight for us
Even if we borrowed meanings from folds of the bosoms.

26. When after him will days quench our flames,
Having immersed in the earth the vastness of gifts?

27. And when will we seek repose from them,
When they have sunken us into most wretched troubles?

28. Noble, his rest after death has become,
As his morals spread open to the aspirations.

29. By his life's close, death seized him entirely,
Without seizing him when warriors' arms were gripped.

30. His loss has made the night eternal for us,
With no dawn appearing after him that is not false.

31. As if the plaits of darkness by his adversity,
For us are joined to forelocks by sorrows.

32. Were it not for God completing the light of guidance for us,
Through his father we would live in the darkness of deviations.

33. O father of generosity, piety and glory, O brother of bounty,
Brilliance of the highest traits, full moon of the brave.

34. Open handed in the land of the two gardens is his abode,
While his renown unto every seeker flows.

35. May God make his life last and extend it,
And suffice him in both abodes against evil ends.

36. May his eyes not witness in his loved ones,
Nor his ears hear the voice of the wailing mourner.

37. May his sons and their sons remain,
Rallying to him in victory from all sides.

38. Lions, when the claws of their young are sharpened,
Hunting the lions of prey, cubs of lions.

39. Gardens watered by the Fatimis with their essence,
The most fragrant branches from the most fragrant roots.

40. Wondrous progeny from a womb purified from filth,
Radiant moons, they came from luminous horizons.

41. May their Lord protect them from all evil,
And deliver them the most noble of aspirations and wants.