اِبكِ عَلى الحَجّاجِ عَولَكَ ما دَجا

اِبكِ عَلى الحَجّاجِ عَولَكَ ما دَجا

لَيلٌ بِظُلمَتِهِ وَلاحَ نَهارُ

لَيلٌ بِظُلمَتِهِ وَلاحَ نَهارُ

Weep for al-Hajjaj, wailing, as long as night grows dark

Cry over Al-Hajjaj, your hope in him has failed

in its gloom, and daylight appears.

The night is dark, and the day has not dawned

إِنَّ القَبائِلَ مِن نِزارٍ أَصبَهَت

إِنَّ القَبائِلَ مِن نِزارٍ أَصبَهَت

وَقُلوبُها جَزَعاً عَلَيكَ حِرارُ

وَقُلوبُها جَزَعاً عَلَيكَ حِرارُ

Indeed, the tribes of Nizar have come to be

The tribes of Nizar certainly mourned you

with hearts burning in anguish for you.

Their hearts grieved for you, burning hot

لَهفي عَلَيكَ إِذا الطِعانُ بِمَأزِقٍ

لَهفي عَلَيكَ إِذا الطِعانُ بِمَأزِقٍ

تَرَكَ القَنا وَطِوالُهُنَّ قِصارُ

تَرَكَ القَنا وَطِوالُهُنَّ قِصارُ

Alas for you, when spear-fighting in a narrow place

My longing for you when the slanderers were in dire straits

left the spears—their long ones now short.

They left the spear behind, and their heights were made short

إِنَّ الرَزِيَّةَ مِن ثَقيفٍ هالِكٌ

إِنَّ الرَزِيَّةَ مِن ثَقيفٍ هالِكٌ

تَرَكَ العُيونَ وَنَومُهُنَّ غِرارُ

تَرَكَ العُيونَ وَنَومُهُنَّ غِرارُ

Indeed, the grievous loss is a man of Thaqif, now dead,

Indeed the calamity from Thaqif is destruction

who left the eyes with only scant sleep.

It left the eyes sleepless and their slumber disturbed