1. O beloved, you are dear to al-Husayn, O beloved
If lineage does not connect us, you are still a relative

2. O welcome, son of glorious deeds, O guardian
If the guardian had risen to protect, what a welcome it would have been

3. It was difficult for the young men to achieve their goal
After you - may your grave and tomb be near

4. My eyes have been loyal to you, O noble one
From her people and a noble father

5. By my father who sacrificed himself out of desire
Neither intimidation nor enticement made him deviate

6. No heart wavered from the ranks of the Umayyads
When hearts took flight for the men

7. O bearer of that fluttering banner
How twisted is that battered standard

8. By God, he knew love in his grasp
Al-Husayn knew the fluttering heart was hoisted

9. My sons died defending with tongues as weapons
Where there is no flashing of swords

10. You overpowered an army on the bank of the Euphrates
So you overpowered while the victor was overpowered

11. The infants complained of their weakness, so
With you, the protector of the oppressed, even when a stranger

12. None of you but the son of a mother inclined to evil
A ferocious lion, ravenous to enemies and drinking their blood

13. You were pillars of guidance, but the nights of misguidance destroyed them
The deceitful, deadly, confusing night

14. A youth and an elderly man water their faces with blood
The moon of the sky and the overthrown planet

15. Were it not for the dignity of their elderly and youth
Their nobility would have been too delicate for me in my youth

16. So Zuhayr, bare-headed and after him
Wahab, but he yearned for life and shrank back

17. And its crescent moon in terror, and the son of Shabib
And its ferocious lion Habib who was banished

18. And its Muslim, the son of Owsja who
Handed over the reins and was up for the wars

19. The resolute heroes, branded with heroism
And lightning swords, gleaming blades and flames

20. The fearsome riders were not slowed by them
Weakness, boredom or defeat

21. Those who competed on the battlefield themselves
And hugged death when it came

22. Those who lunged with their mares
And the mares' galloping strides incited them

23. Wide apart in the dust, pulling the reins
The lions twisted and turned them

24. A people who, when they heard the clash of arms, it was as if
Beneath armor, they withered and became feeble

25. As if in the first ranks, the sand grouse does not
Drink the dew in the valley and fly away

26. They made the enemies taste striking and stabbing
The swords clashed and the spears penetrated

27. Every bare-headed risk taker
Struck and ripped the slender white banners

28. A prowling lion spurring its steed
Galloping, and another behind him bent over

29. One who loved the souls of the people firmly
Controlled them as the beloved controls

30. If the armor became too tight around his broad shoulders
His resolute chest was still expansive

31. The supple rod never bent
And sometimes the slender one prostrates like a cross

32. Turbaned by the sword, masked by it
And today is an arduous day for the youth

33. He continuously slaughtered with his sword
A tiger, and where is the lifelong wolf from?

34. He met him in the first rank, venturing
And made him equal in the last rank, howling

35. He met the battalion while bareheaded
Smiling, while the doves were cooing

36. The clashing of weapons delighted the ears
But it was the ringing of spears that was harmony

37. Oh nobility, how much yearning and
Scars of love are in you, and scars on my cheeks

38. I cry for you, and you have a wound
In my heart forever that causes pain

39. Tears flowed down my cheeks
I held them back, about to melt

40. My heart yearned for you, so it learned
From it the sighs, the moaning of distress

41. Hearts wander like torrents to your graves
As if those graves are my heart

42. Your tombs have drawn their visitors near
And respond to those who visit them

43. Your souls have become fragrant so their scent is pleasing
Where the musk is spread and makes it fragrant

44. My crying dragged its train over you all
So my copious tears flowed over you

45. A breeze of passion blew over you
And a warm southern wind passed over you