يا أخا المصطفى الذي

لِسَماء العُلَى سَمَكْ

O brother of the Chosen One, who

rose to the heaven of glory!

بابي أنتَ مَا أَجَلَّكَ

قَدْراً وأعْظَمَكْ

My father be your ransom! How exalted you are

in rank, and how great!

ذلكَ الجورُ والشّقاقُ

اسْتحلّوا بهِ دمَكْ

That injustice and discord—

through it they deemed your blood lawful,

حَسَداً مِنْهمُ لِنَصٍّ

بهِ اللهُ أكرَمكْ

out of envy on their part over an explicit pronouncement

with which God honored you.

فَلِذاكَ ابنُ ملجمٍ

بشَبَا السَّيفِ أَلْجَمَكْ

So, for that reason, Ibn Muljam

bridled you with the sword’s sharp edge.