1. They came from ill-omened Damascus, its people
Led by Iblis with their army of misfortunes

2. Cursed were they and again cursed for killing their Imam
Abandoning him, mutilated and bleeding

3. They took the daughters of Muhammad captive
My tears flowing copiously, they had no clothing

4. Woe unto you, oh how evil you are, you were satisfied
With hellfire, therein the imprisoned one

5. You sold eternal life ignorantly for this world
How precious yet life is, though brief

6. More losing than the pledge to the Umayyads
Cursed are they and the share of the pledgers is paltry

7. Wretched are those you pledged to, it's as if I
Were, amidst your Imam, in hell, captive

8. Oh House of Ahmad, none you met after him
Were a horde, by comparison Magians

9. How many tears spilled for you and souls
Were torn apart at Karbala over Hussein

10. Alas for you, bodies lying in the sands
With severed heads atop the withered ones

11. Patience, my loyal friends, soon there will come
A day of frowns upon the accursed folk

12. I persist following you and your order
While I live my soul remains enchanted