1. A noble honor, peerless eminence
For Najaf is now your glorious residence

2. O you who defiantly flaps your wings
In the expanse of Karar trembling and quivering

3. An honor it is whenever lightning flickers
Or any gentle quiver of awe shivers

4. With your wings whose fluttering
To Ali pledges unwavering loving

5. A peerless honor, nothing else supersedes
For Najaf is now your sanctified abode

6. If you've paused here feeling uneasy
Then know the prophets too once stood queasy

7. Or if you've come here bleeding profoundly
Then know the prophets too once bled and drowned

8. So be humble, for each palmful patch
Blood of Ali ceaselessly trickling

9. As the firmaments above seem buckling
So spare us your woeful announcement

10. You who've come here looking so gallant
Wondrous Hussein! How come nothing here

11. Turns red - not even the blades of spear?
How can the sky remain so composed

12. While the branches are trembling and bended?
As if no downpour has happened around

13. With lightning and rain both astound
The earth of prophets is immune by fate

14. To all that I now try to narrate
The more it's rained on, more lush it sprouts

15. While all other earth erodes down in droughts
My master Ali, I beg your pardon

16. To relax in your peace, I'm starved and famished
You're the zenith wherever words may reach

17. And the world sips from your hands that teach
So forgive my restless standing here

18. If it's too much for your shrine to bear
I'm the essence of all majesty gathered

19. If only under your shade I got covered
If only Furaat's waters at dawn

20. As tears on your tomb trickled and fawned
O you who's forever caressed and wrapped

21. In the bosom of hearts that are entrapped
O you daring, gambling knight

22. Every eve your stratagem comes to light
O you who captures, yourself staying free

23. Bowing only to God so meek and plaintively
You're the dawn of Islam, its pearl and gem

24. Your progeny being its precious realm
That bold youth whose open hand

25. Brought scriptures down from heavens as planned
And whose closed fist makes hearts convulse and jump

26. And whose prayer splits doors, scrolls promptly unroll
If his zeal gets provoked, I warrant

27. Mountains will crack, suns will instantly darken
His sword makes souls quiver and shake

28. Before eyes can a single blink make
When his pride's aura glows even slightly

29. Each sun in the cosmos turns nightly
You're the dawn of Islam, its beauty and life

30. Through your family, Islam shines bright
O Prophet's cousin, your kindness I implore

31. Pardon me, the night now stands at midpoint
My pen still quivering, my hand shakes

32. As I watch my scribbles and lines quake
My being fixated, each limb abject

33. In my ribs, since twisted into a cage
And my ribs to you cling, paying homage

34. So permit me, if I'm overwhelmed
By my humility - too great for Najaf to hold!