1. Your solutions replace oppression forever
The sharpness of the sword refuses to be blunt

2. How can the long nights touch your honorable side
With humiliation or gather indignities

3. You did not get up with heavy burdens
That none but you could endure arising

4. You did not ignite with the sharpness of swords, a war
Whose arrows reach to the liver of the sky

5. So your gaze fills horizons with carnage
And your sword fills regions with hot blood

6. Do you give to laziness the side of a free man
Who is cautious of blame and violation

7. While your family parts the glories
And the army of death is crowded with crowds

8. The morning the Chosen One's fugitive came
Leading their army violently enraged

9. She wanted to count the oppression as loss
But he refused from his dignity to be damaged

10. So he poured his contents as armor over him
And made the carnage of death his headwrap

11. Supporting him, a brother of truth, valiant
Propping up his supporter fiercely courageous

12. A stalwart in his cry, sympathizing
With stalwarts spewing out violent death

13. He is Al-Abbas, the lion of Bani Nazar
And who had been to the weakened a protector

14. Huzayr prevailing, seizing the entanglement
Of spears with the ardency of battle

15. So the crows spread shade over him
For his body to roast them as food

16. And the young men faced from him an awakening
His light dispelling the darkness

17. Gallant men handshake with him when they see
His forehead adorned with blood

18. My father, when oppression touches, proceeds
With resolve that cuts through the sharp swords