1. It is not the night of gathering, but the day of Ashura
And not the blowing of the horn, but the exhalation of hearts

2. A day in which the Throne of Allah shook with sorrow
Over the blood of the Messenger of Allah spilled

3. A day in which the sun of the Most High was eclipsed in grief
And religion therein became obscured and its light covered

4. A day in which the sons of Fatima went
Some killed and some imprisoned

5. So what tear is not pouring down plentifully?
And what heart is not torn open on this day?

6. What anguish does not remain forever burning
Between the chests, a fire whose coals are stoked

7. For a calamity that turned the plain white
With the flowing of glory and noble fame

8. A master whom Allah had appointed as leader
Yet every despot sought to destroy him

9. Throwing himself to the ground, spilling his life
A filled cup of praise, nothing held back or concealed

10. He quenched his thirst with the purest nectar of martyrdom
Only reached by the peak of sublime sacrifice

11. O day of Karbala, you have eternized sorrow in hearts
As if everyday were the day of Ashura

12. O day of Karbala, you made eyes pour blood as tears
And shook every heart that was not hardened

13. O day of Karbala, how many fires of anguish you ignited
In every heart enflamed with sorrows

14. O day of Karbala, how many moons you eclipsed
And plunged virtuous men into darkness

15. O day of Karbala, do you know which noble youth
You threw into the disgrace of captivity?

16. O day of Karbala, do you know which blood
You kept awake all night amidst the dishonest hordes?

17. There is no day like yours with a wound in every heart
That remains unhealed across time

18. How many glories were stripped on that day
As the arrogant ruled, divine wisdom disregarded

19. How many heads and bodies lay there
Lifted and dragged disrespectfully

20. My heart yearns for them as their convoy traveled on
To settle in an uninhabited barren land

21. Say to those claiming patience over their loss
I cannot be patient - my patience is unachievable

22. Shall grief be hoarded from Fatima's sons
When they are most deserving of sorrow?

23. No matter how much I forget, I will not forget Hussein
Left alone as wild beasts and birds of prey visit him

24. Lying muddied while noble ones lament over him
As foxes and deer circle around him

25. The heavens weep bloody tears over him
As the earth covers him with an unwoven shroud

26. Oh what sorrow for the stranger so oppressed!
Countless injustices piled upon him

27. Until when he had no allies left
Every debased soul found him easy to assail

28. Where is the eye of the Messenger gazing upon
His beloved grandson abandoned severed and alone?

29. And where is Ali's eye looking at him
Defeated by the most wretched of villains

30. And where is Fatima Zahra watching him
As his family lies slain and decapitated?

31. O jealousy of God and all the angels!
For a monumental calamity, reprehensible and denounced

32. The daughters of the Messenger taken captive humiliated
As if they were prisoners of Sapor's army

33. Every pure and chaste woman displayed unveiled
As the enemies' eyes assault them with impudence

34. The noble Fatima women bound in chains
Paraded before the armies and clans

35. Crying "Oh grandfather, the people have achieved their vile ends
Wounding us while every fear materialized

36. Oh grandfather, the enemies have assaulted your progeny
While Hussein lies unburied for three days

37. His noble head separated from his body
While his corpse is ridden down and discarded"

38. Alas for your calamity chronicled in history
Forever recorded on the pages of time

39. Cursed be the hand of Ibn Ziyad in his delusions
Lost in oceans of blasphemy and darkness

40. He pleased Yazid through earning God's wrath
And gained from him cursed and unblessed rewards

41. So does Ziyad's filthy mother see
The blood of Hussein spilled with no remorse?

42. You have attained every abomination, Ibn Ziyad
Through efforts that earn you no credit or gratitude

43. O Banu Umayya, you have no more excuses
Hussein, the defender of the Holy Family's honor, lies slain

44. Have you forgotten your crime or purposely ignored it?
By God, that is an unforgivable sin

45. You opposed God in His most beloved ones
And who opposes God but the utterly condemned?

46. You have hurt Fatima's darling son
Not fearing the tightening of the firm knot

47. You made the Prophet's eyes rain tears of blood
While you dance happily with elation

48. To you, O Family of Fatima, I recite this elegy
Let every honorable soul incline his hearing

49. Grief is renewed for the revered Household by your loss
And anguish breaks apart the essence of being

50. Upon you are the eternal blessings of God
As long as clouds pour down, lightening flashes, and trees grow tall