اندُبِ الطّفَّ وَسِبطَ المُصطَفَى
بِمرَاثٍ هِيَ أَسرَى مِن قفَا
The Prophet's grandson, al-Husayn, pierced
By spears his neck did gracefully curve
لا تَرُم ضَوءَ هُدىً مِن بَعدِهِ
فَسِرَاجُ الهَديِ بالطّفِّ انطَفَى
Do not extinguish the light after him
For the lamp of guidance with Husayn was disturbed
أُم ّةَ الطّغيانِ مَا أَجرأَكُم
ما أقَلَّ البِرّ فِيكُم وَالوَفَا
O nation overcome by tyranny, how dare you
How little loyalty and kindness in you flows
لَو رَآهُ جدّهُ بَينَكُم
ظَامِئاً يُسقَى الحُسامَ المُرهَفَا
If his grandfather saw him among you
Thirsty, as the sharpened swords did cut and slice
لانطَوَى فَوقَ يَدَيهِ أَلَماً
وَتَوَلّى قَائِلاً وَا أَسَفَا
He would not fold his hands in painful lament
And turn away saying: Oh what grief, what demise
شَاكِيا يَستَصرِخُ اللَّهَ وَقَد
قَالَ يَعني مُقلَتَيهِ انذَرِفا
Crying out, beseeching Allah, for he had said
About his eyelids flowing with tears: let them rise
أَتُرَى أَرضيتُمُ خالِقَكُم
يَومَ أَذرَفتُم دُمُوعَ المُصطَفَى
Did you satisfy the Creator when
You let the tears of Mustafa stream from his eyes
أَيُّ سِبطٍ لَو قُتِلتُم عِندَهُ
وُقُتِلتُم كُلُّكم مَا انتَصَفَا
What grandson, if you killed at his door
And you all killed, would take revenge and justice realize
جَدُّه لِلأَنبِيَاءِ خَاتِمٌ
وَأَبُوهُ خَاتِمٌ لِلخُلَفَا
His grandfather is the seal of prophets
His father the seal of successors, so wise
لَيسَ يَحتَاجُ إِلَى تَسمِيَةٍ
إِن سَكتتا عَن حُسَينٍ عُرِفا
No need to name him, if they fall silent
About Husayn - his identity they recognize
يَا بَنِي حَربٍ جَفَوتُم جَدّه
أَرَسُولُ اللَّهِ يُجزَى بِالجَفَا
O clan of Harb, you disrespected his grandfather
Is Allah's messenger rewarded with disregard, lies?
يَا بَنِي حَربٍ وَلا عُذرَ لكُم
أَأُطِيلُ القَولَ فِيكُم أَم كَفَى
O clan of Harb, no excuse do you have
Shall I say more or is this enough, suffice?
