نعمyes الرصاصbullets جزاءthe reward خادمa servant شعبهhis people
نعم الرصاص جزاء خادم شعبه
ماas long as دامhe continues يوقظhe rouses منthose who ونواhave grown slack عنaway from دأبهhis diligence
ما دام يوقظ من ونوا عن دأبه
Yes, bullets are the reward for one who serves his people,
The bullets are a fitting end for one who serves his people
So long as he rouses those who have fallen short of his diligence.
As long as he wakes those asleep to their purpose
أحسينO Husayn سابقكyour forerunner الحسينal-Husayn مماتهhis death
أحسين سابقك الحسين مماته
هوhe قدوةa model الأبطالfor heroes لوif only شغلواthey concerned themselves بهwith him
هو قدوة الأبطال لو شغلوا به
O Husayn, al-Husayn's death was your forerunner;
You were better than your predecessor Al-Hussein in your death
He is the heroes' model, if only they would attend to him.
He is the exemplar for heroes, had they emulated him
الفاطميthe Fatimid غذيتyou were nourished أنتyou بنبلهby his nobility
الفاطمي غذيت أنت بنبله
والألمعيand the keen-witted one شغفتyou were enthralled أنتyou بحبهby love of him
والألمعي شغفت أنت بحبه
The Fatimid—by his nobility you were nourished,
Al-Fatimi, you were nourished by his nobility
And the keen-witted one—you were enthralled by love of him.
Al-Alami, you were passionate for his love
ماnot كانwas خطبa calamity فيكbefalling you إلاexcept خطبهhis calamity
ما كان خطب فيك إلا خطبه
طهرانTehran ساوتmatched كربلاKarbala فيin كربهhis anguish
طهران ساوت كربلا في كربه
No calamity befell you that was not his own;
None courted you except his courtship
Tehran matched Karbala in his anguish.
Karbala and Tehran are equal in their calamity
قتلوكthey killed you رمياby shooting بالرصاصwith bullets ولوand if درواthey knew
قتلوك رميا بالرصاص ولو دروا
نثرواthey scattered عليكupon you الوردroses نثرthe scattering محبهhis admirer
نثروا عليك الورد نثر محبه
They killed you with gunfire; had they but known,
They killed you with bullets, had they known
They would have strewn roses upon you as his admirer would.
They would have showered you with roses out of love
ياO ابنson الشهيدof the martyr أوor الحفيدthe grandson لمجدهto his glory
يا ابن الشهيد أو الحفيد لمجده
طوباكblessed are you هذاthis الشاهthe shah شاهgrew hideous برعبهin his terror
طوباك هذا الشاه شاه برعبه
O son of the martyr, or grandson to his glory,
O son of the martyr, or grandson to his glory
Blessed are you! This shah grew hideous in his terror;
Congratulations, this king brings dread by his presence
الشاةthe sheep أكرمnobler منهthan he فيin نفعusefulness لهاit has
الشاة أكرم منه في نفع لها
وهيand it is الضحيةthe sacrifice وهوand he is ذلةthe disgrace شعبهof his people
وهي الضحية وهو ذلة شعبه
The sheep is nobler than he for the good it offers;
The sheep is more honorable than him in benefiting it
It is the sacrifice, while he is his people's disgrace.
It is the sacrifice while he is the humiliation of his people
عصرthe age الملوكof kings مضىhas passed بكلwith all عيوبهits faults
عصر الملوك مضى بكل عيوبه
فعلامso why نبقيdo we keep منone who يتيهstruts arrogantly يعيبهdisgraces it
فعلام نبقي من يتيه يعيبه
The age of kings has passed, with all its faults;
The age of kings has passed with all its defects
So why keep one who struts about and brings it shame?
Why do we keep one who goes astray and faults him
هيit is فترةa phase ستمرّwill pass يخصبfertilizes مصلحاbringing reform
هي فترة ستمرّ يخصب مصلحا
دمكyour blood الزكيpure قوىforces تحنyearn لخصبهfor its fertility
دمك الزكي قوى تحن لخصبه
It is a phase that will pass; fertility and reform are bestowed
It is a period that will pass, ripening a reformer
By your pure blood upon forces yearning for its fertility;
Your pure blood strengthens pining for its fertility
فتثورso they surge كالسيلlike a torrent العرمرمmighty صاخباroaring
فتثور كالسيل العرمرم صاخبا
متمرداdefiant لاnot ينتهيcomes to an end لمصبّهat its outlet
متمردا لا ينتهي لمصبّه
So they surge like a mighty, roaring torrent,
To revolt like a roaring, noisy flood
Defiant, not ending at its outlet,
Rebellious, not ending at its estuary
حتىuntil تصابare struck بهby it ديارlands جمةmany
حتى تصاب به ديار جمة
يتبخترstruts الطاغوتthe tyrant ثمّthere بخبّهwith his guile
يتبختر الطاغوت ثمّ بخبّه
Until many lands are struck by it,
Until the abodes of the oppressors are hit by it
Where the tyrant struts in his guile;
Then the tyrant gloats before his loss
فيطهرso it cleanses الأرضthe earth التيthat دنستwas defiled بهby him
فيطهر الأرض التي دنست به
وبحزبهand by his faction وبنهبهand by his plundering وبسلبهand by his looting
وبحزبه وبنهبه وبسلبه
Then it cleanses the earth that was defiled by him,
To purify the earth dirtied by him
And by his faction, his plundering, and his looting.
And by his party, pillage and robbery
كمmany a فيin ربوعthe lands الشرقof the East منof متجبرtyrant
كم في ربوع الشرق من متجبر
ذخرتhave stored up لهfor him الأيامthe days طعنةa stab قلبهto his heart
ذخرت له الأيام طعنة قلبه
Many a tyrant in the lands of the East
How many tyrants in the East
Has a stab to his heart stored up by the days!
Whom time has stored a stab to the heart
ماnot ضاعwas wasted عمركyour life فيin تجاربهits trials سدىin vain
ما ضاع عمرك في تجاربه سدى
يومon the day الفداءof sacrifice ولاnor انتهىfinished منwith رأبهits mending
يوم الفداء ولا انتهى من رأبه
Your life, through its trials, was not spent in vain
Your life was not wasted in its trials
On the day of sacrifice, nor did its work of mending end.
The day of sacrifice did not end from mending it
هيهاتfar from it ليسis not الرأيthe idea وهماan illusion فانياtransient
هيهات ليس الرأي وهما فانيا
حتىeven ولوand if حرقواthey burned بعالمin the world of كتبهits books
حتى ولو حرقوا بعالم كتبه
Far from it! An idea is no transient illusion,
Never, the opinion is not transient fancy
Even if they set the world of its books ablaze.
Even if they burn a world of books
الرأيthe idea أخلدmore enduring منthan خلودthe immortality زعيمهof its leader
الرأي أخلد من خلود زعيمه
والرأيand the idea أعظمgreater منthan عظائمthe mighty deeds ربهof its master
والرأي أعظم من عظائم ربه
An idea outlasts its leader's immortality,
The opinion is more immortal than its leader's immortality
And an idea is greater than its master's mighty deeds.
And the opinion is greater than the greatness of its Lord
هيهاتfar from it ماnot الحريةfreedom الشماءlofty ماsomething that
هيهات ما الحرية الشماء ما
يمحىis erased وإنand even if يطغacts tyrannically الغشومthe ruthless tyrant بحربهwith his war
يمحى وإن يطغ الغشوم بحربه
Far from it! Lofty freedom is not something
Never, lofty freedom, what
That can be erased, though the ruthless tyrant rages in his war.
Is erased even if the unjust pour out their war
يمضيpasses away ولاand not يمضيpasses away الشهيدthe martyr لحبهاfor love of her
يمضي ولا يمضي الشهيد لحبها
بلrather يستعادis brought back لقتلهbecause of his killing أوor صلبهhis crucifixion
بل يستعاد لقتله أو صلبه
He passes away, but the martyr for love of her does not;
The martyr goes on and does not go on in his love for it
Rather, he is brought back by his killing or crucifixion.
Rather, his killing or crucifixion revive it
هيshe is أمthe mother هذيof this الأرضearth فاشربso drink نخبهاa toast to her
هي أم هذي الأرض فاشرب نخبها
أنىwherever هتفناwe acclaimed للشهيدthe martyr ونخبهand his toast
أنى هتفنا للشهيد ونخبه
She is the mother of this earth; so drink a toast to her,
It is the mother of this land, so drink its cream
Wherever we acclaim the martyr and his toast.
Wherever we hailed the martyr and his cream
Sol 6.1