أَلا في جِوارِ اللّه تمّ نِفاسُها
فَقرّت بهِ عيناً وزالَ اِبتِئاسُها
Behold! In the vicinity of God her childbearing was complete
So she looked at Him with yearning eyes and her sorrow departed
لَقَد قَطَفت مِنها يدا الدهرِ زهرةً
زكيٌّ بروضِ المكرماتِ غِراسها
Verily the hand of fate plucked from her a blossoming flower
Pure in the garden of the glorious, a sapling of high pedigree
حَليلةُ إِسماعيلَ ماميّةُ اِبنة ال
مليكِ حسينٍ كيفَ ساغَ اِختِلاسها
The virtuous Hilalah, mother of Isma'il, daughter of
The King Husayn - how bitter was her loss!
بَلى قَد سَقاها الموتُ كأساً مريرةً
فَلا غروَ أَن شّق المرائرَ كأسُها
Indeed death gave her a bitter cup to drink
No wonder the bitterness ripped open her soul
فتاةٌ أَجابت داعيَ اللّه سمحةً
وَجادَت بِنفسٍ ما ثَناها شماسها
A maiden who graciously answered God's call
And offered up a soul that worldly desires could not deter
مُطهّرةُ الأخلاقِ عن تيهِ عزّها
على أنّها في الدينِ صعبٌ مِراسها
Of immaculate character, lofty above vain pride
Though the faith was difficult terrain for her to tread
مُخدّرةٌ في عفّة وصيانةٍ
شعارُ الحيا طولَ الحياة لباسُها
Modest in chastity and propriety
The garb of life her banner through all her days
سَيُؤنِسُها باللّه حسنُ رَجائِها
وَيوحِشُها ممّا سِوى اللّه يَأسُها
God's good pleasure will console her with hope
While aught besides God will desolate her with despair
فَقد كانَ في مَرضاتهِ جلّ سَعيها
وَعَن غيرِ ما يُرضيهِ كانَ اِحتِراسُها
For seeking His good pleasure was the sum of her endeavor
And from all displeasing Him, she carefully abstained
لَئِن زانَ هَذا القبرَ منها فريدةٌ
فَقَد راعَ سلكَ الملكِ مِنها اِنحِلاسها
If this grave is graced by her peerless presence
She still walks the royal path though buried here
وَإِن غاضَ في ذا القبرِ فيضُ يَمينِها
فَكَم كبدٍ حرّاء أَروى اِنبِجاسها
If the plenteous stream of her charity is stanched in this tomb
How many a barren heart were watered by its outpouring!
طَحت شمسُها إِثرَ الشروقِ فَغادَرَت
أَهلّةَ مجدٍ لم يتمّ اِقتِباسها
Her sun set swiftly after dawn, leaving behind
A crescent moon of glory whose fullness was not seen
وَخيرٌ لِمَن قَد خَلّفتهم إلاهُهُم
وَخيرٌ لَها ما عندهُ لا لباسها
Better for those she left behind is their God
And better for her is what awaits her, not her earthly dress
هنيئاً لَها الفردوسُ تأوي بظلّهِ
إِلى غرفٍ تَقوى الإله أَساسها
Paradise is her reward, sheltering her in its shade
In chambers supported by the Divine foundation
عَتيقةُ شهرِ الصومِ ليلة جمعةٍ
بِروضةِ هَذا القبرِ طابَ نُعاسها
She passed on the eve of Friday, the holy month's night
And in this garden tomb her slumber is serene
قَضَت نَحبَها عقبَ النفاسِ فأرّخوا
أَلا في جوارِ اللّه تمّ نِفاسُها
She met her end after childbirth - so rest her soul
Behold! In the vicinity of God her childbearing was complete
