1. Oh tears, flow from my eyes if you are about to flow,
For today after you left I will not blame the day for weeping,

2. And if I did not fear abundant tears
That would sleep in me, I would have concealed you not at all,

3. And my tongue speaks my innermost thoughts
So it did not protect me that I held my tongue,

4. Help me in my lament with redoubled lament,
And bring not my heart near to being empty of sorrow,

5. And ask me not about whom I was harmed though you wish
To redouble my harm, you would not have asked,

6. When my companion has become in the morning after we met
What is in me, we complained of our suffering,

7. The unharmed blames though he is free of harm,
And what happened to him did not trouble me,

8. And if what is in me were love for an unseen beloved
I would have obeyed the censurers,

9. And a concern stripped me of a brother whom
The turns of the nights blew away--would that it had not stripped me!

10. So it brought near me all that was far away
And distanced me from all that was near,

11. And I said to the one who conveyed his death to me
Against my will, I will not cry for you,

12. You cried out to my heart about the loss of Muhammad
So you made my days for me nights,

13. And when we wept for him and our greed for him was laid bare
I became weary of weeping,

14. So say to people who enabled themselves by what they rode on him
There as the robes of honor,

15. Take it as transgression dictated to you
And drag it until death in the burial grounds,

16. And do not quibble before you about excuses,
For words will not conceal what was evident,

17. I blame you openly to the eyes though you
Count a vein among the generous as hidden,

18. For if you were from him as was said about you
You would have curbed the swords from him,

19. You walked against him with the doves of your turbans
So how when you did not walk the high roads?

20. Is it true that you transgressed upon him when he had not
Transgressed upon the likes of you what the people transgressed of old?

21. So what benefitted you when you attained a portion from him
And what harmed him when he fell into the dust fallen?

22. For you conceal about him a betrayal--so restrain it
You flip the aged guileful ones of the past,

23. At one point like the lofty plateau and at another
You see it as the smooth plain,

24. You possessed from him a favor which if you rose
To gain it you would have attained wishes,

25. But you wasted it wickedly
So you were like the pouring of harm,

26. And comfort my anguish that killing gave him rest
And he did not endure the evil hands,

27. Oh would that I on that day witnessed him
And defended him from the enemies with my hands,

28. And I quenched my rage and the coats of mail
From the traitors with my grinders and my fangs,

29. O sons of Muzaynah, do not kill your brother
From the people--the vile water-skin lickers,

30. And if you seek vengeance, then vengeance is with the whole tribe
And that is no cure for the meanness,

31. Nay, demolish those tents upon the meadow
And silence the neighboring settlements,

32. And cut off the necks of horses around his tomb
For I am not pleased that you cut off the tails,

33. And urge on the wailing of the mourning women and show them
From you help and chaste ones,

34. And do not silence after him those songs
For those songs were made lonely by those songs

35. And were it not for Him who made the family of ‘Ali to remain for us after him
By the abode of ‘Ali we would have lost the high objectives,

36. A star set and the moon rose on the horizon
So it did not harm a visitor or mislead a traveller,

37. When they pierce, they split the kidneys in their throats
And when they strike, they extend the coats of mail and the plates,

38. With an estate to the shaded pasture in the wilderness
For the shepherd of the pasture aroused a fierce lion,

39. And do not seek out the crime of the group among them
For each man in the tribe has become in the morning a criminal,

40. May God water a grave that lodged in the west of Wasit
And it does not cease from the downpour of the two clouds,

41. And the pride of the clouds does not stop perfuming it
Spreading vegetation around it and wild rue,

42. Take comfort, son of Hamad, for disasters are complete:
They strike an enemy or strike sympathizers.

43. Do we live for anything but fortunes
To pay debts or return nakedness?

44. So lift your eyes in the land, for you are seeing
Graves overturned or abandoned houses,

45. And the disease of devastation in people its cure eludes,
So do not doubt a disease or prescribe cures,

46. If you wish to attain the full purpose of life
Then be content with what God ordains,

47. But how can I console you when in truth
My calamity in it, O son of Hamad, is my calamity,

48. And I do not care who of my friends has passed away
If you were spared to me, so I survived your loss,