1. Alas! He who ascended the heights of glory unparalleled,
The crescent of grandeur was eclipsed by calamities.

2. And from where the hand of fate cannot reach, it brought down
The star of pride to the grave, while fate remains unjust.

3. Fate took him from a horizon of glory and honor
That dazzled all envious eyes that coveted it.

4. So his rise was in the orient of glory obscured,
While his fall was in the place of grave, exposed.

5. May God preserve the day that dawned on me,
Whose mornings of passion do not cease to afflict me.

6. It loudly lamented his loss, distracting my hearing,
While a voice wailing from the depths of the grave has passed.

7. My eyelids were inclined to weep but I restrained them
Hoping for lies or truth openly displayed.

8. And I said to the one who mourned his name ardently,
"Make clear by whose name you are lamenting."

9. Do not inter the dust without naming Jaafar,
Lest the calamities sweep over my soul.

10. But he insisted on she who adorns the grave,
And she who whitens it with her palm branches.

11. So I gathered my heart and wrapped myself in sorrow,
Burning with grief that choked my core.

12. My two friends, turn your blame away from me,
For neither my tears flow, nor does passion cease.

13. Not only did tears flow from my eyes,
But all of me wept profusely from them.

14. I remained patient though the eyes of this human
Closed their lids over him, those betraying lids.

15. Fate wrested him from my eyes after I imagined
Fate would treat him gently when extended to me.

16. With a palm that reached out as if to greet me kindly,
Though it was like the palm of a snake greeting me.

17. It passed over my face so I reckoned
It caressed me as it passed, jesting with me.

18. But no - may God paralyze that hand - it
Wiped away the light from my eyes.

19. So I closed my eyes, blind in their blindness,
While their human was gone wherever fate tossed him.

20. For the one whose eyes are distressed without that light,
It rises over him while he opens his eyelids to it.

21. Let the nights drag him wherever they wish in his misery,
For I am not more anguished than I already am.

22. And what can it show me after him in the expanse of grief,
A hand bringing joy while my heart is slaughtered?

23. I say to a group who journeyed life wearily,
While resolute riders stirred among them -

24. Set up a camel litter with breasts still nursing,
That I may place inside what my core has harbored.

25. Take out my gut and sprinkle it with perfume
Upon a grave where the tears of separation flow.

26. And say to the hands that lowered Jaafar into it,
Unaware of what eminent virtues it holds.

27. You would have lowered a piece of noble hearts,
Snatched away by calamities from its resting place.

28. After him, patience is not seemly for people,
Nor is their life pleasant without Muhammad the righteous.

29. The youth of wisdom, unfazed by great feats
That diminish dreams while they are weighty.

30. His heart clothed with the fabric of insight,
Illuminating a grief that no armor can shield against.

31. And his patient endurance of the loss of Jaafar,
Battling what his heart battles.

32. Sighed from him the moan of Eden above,
Guarded by virtues from Abdul Karim.

33. The blows of fate assail them both,
Like two unsheathed swords inflicting lethal cuts.

34. Two spears that do not neglect a wretched day,
Their sharp blades piercing on the day of strife.

35. Two lances that tore the hearts of foes about them
With what they harbored in hearts encountering them.

36. You will find him forbearing, the most just witness
To his own wound, though the wound is clearly deep.

37. You cloaked vileness, O fate, and poisoned it -
An disgraceful deed spreading your shame.

38. Blind you are! Does an eye spend the night with its lid
Shut while its human rises the next morn with eyes of blue?

39. Which time did you set aside for Jaafar
When your hands together attacked his father the lamenter?

40. A youth who finds guidance in his light
Even if darkness from earth rose against him.

41. As if the shining moon and the dark night
Are Suhail guiding the perplexed with its radiance.

42. His guiding glory surpassed the shoulder of greatness
To where no aspirations of stars can reach.

43. And he became in the eyes of people Hussein himself
While the face of fate among the people is unjust.

44. And in the morning he embodied the pride of Mustafa the Sublime,
And all aspire to emulate Muhammad the righteous.

45. A youth who in the cradle of glory nurtures a people
Whose palms hold the light of brilliant stars.

46. Radiant like the shooting stars for mankind
So their faces and the shooting stars are all lamps.

47. At the beginning of time, their voice called out,
And the dormant clouds poured with it before the rains.

48. And Abu Al-Mahdi stretched out through it
fingers harvesting the kings elusive as partridges.

49. Ten aromatic oceans flowed with his pulsing pure nectar,
And all the oceans of earth are potable and salty.

50. So none in the end of times has a seal but him,
Nor in the start of times has an opener but him.