1. He is the gentle one, so make the silver of tears prostrate,
And listen to the steel of passion softly wailed,

2. Visit the spring of sorrows again and again,
Renewing the talk of those passed gently by.

3. The heart is but a lump, grievously cut it open,
And leave it ransom for the beloved, my soul his ransom.

4. Would you accept life after the death of the master,
Tomorrow his grandfather the Chosen will be master of men?

5. Would you accept to darken your eyelids after their misfortune,
And the eyelids of piety and faith remain blinded?

6. Take comfort in that misfortune with determination
To attain success and make the saddle of sadness your seat.

7. The angels wept for his tragedy and the horizon witnessed,
Do you not see it reddened from his tears?

8. O you who illuminated existence with your light,
After you we find no illumination or dawn.

9. O basil that scented existence with its blossoming,
Destroyed wantonly by the hands of the tyrants.

10. O pearl of knowledge that shone and so
The wicked sought to deprive it completely.

11. By my soul, from it a spectacle lies in the dust
And oh how long it slept in Ahmad's lap!

12. And a mouth, the Chosen One's, that sucked his pleasure
And this Yazid strikes it with his staff tomorrow.

13. And a head, Fatima's hand was its pillow
So tomorrow it will rest in the dust unjustly.

14. If they corrupted your world, O son of Muhammad,
The people of injustice will know their places tomorrow.

15. The villains came with injustice as their nature,
And to each man comes what he is accustomed to in his time.

16. Your right is not harmed by this misfortune,
For the worlds and creations were not created in vain.

17. So the Merciful clothed you in the garb of martyrdom,
And clothed them in disgrace enduring for eternity.

18. You wore the raiment of glory, a sign
That you have everlasting glory immortalized.

19. And the Lord most high purified you in His book
And settled for all Muslims as witnesses.

20. Do you disavow this, O Yazid, though it is not
The first ugliness to appear from you, O traitor!

21. The family of Mustafa are your loyal slaves
Thus they have become food for hearts and refuge.

22. Stranger to homelands, his heart aflame
With the fires of grief, kindled anew.

23. He met from fate obscure calamities
Bearing from its sorrows those foreordained.

24. He unsheathed his sword in his face deliberately
And stripped him of his rights, stripped bare.

25. At your door he cast down his staff, and your harem
A refuge when fate became unruly and rebellious.

26. He came to you screaming from sins recurring
Upon him each day, once and again.

27. He came to you to gain sustenance, for you
Are generous, your call more abundant than rain or dew.

28. He came to you to protect himself from the harm of fate
While you are protectors of neighbor should raider come.

29. He came to you, O descendants of Haydar,
Walking, calling out to you, his call proclaimed:

30. "Hussein, save me from the poisoned drink of time,
Pure and cleansing when voices declare as one."

31. Bless his grandfather the Chosen, peace and prayers be upon him
As long as there is land and the limits of space.

32. And his family, companions, followers,
And those who love them, united in one faith.