إِذَا جَادَت دُمُوعِي فِي انتِحَاب
فَمَا دَعوَى الغَمَامِ فِي الاِنسِكَابِ
When my tears flow in lamentation
The clouds have no claim to outpour
وَحُقَّ لِيَ البُكَاءُ فَإِنَّ حُزنِي
يُثيرُ الدَّمعَ فِي جَفنِ السّرَابِ
I have the right to weep, for my sorrow
Stirs tears in the eyelids of mirage
وَأَينَ لِيَ العَزَاءُ وَقَد تَرَدّى
فرَاشُ الصَّبرِ فِي نَارِ المُصَابِ
Where can I find solace, when
The bed of patience catches fire of affliction
وَيَا عَينَيَّ إِن لَم تَستَهِلا
ثَكِلتُكُمَا إِذاً بَينَ السِّحَابِ
Oh my eyes, if you do not weep
I will abandon you amidst the clouds
عَلَى سِبطِ الرَّسُولِ عَلَى حُسَينٍ
عَلَى نَجلِ الشَّهِيدِ أَبِي تُرَابِ
For the grandson of the Messenger, Hussein
For the son of the martyr, father of soil
يَزيدُ فَكم يَزِيدُ عَلَيكَ حِقدِي
رُزِئتَ الفَوز مِن حُسنِ المَآبِ
Oh Yazid, how much hatred for you grows
You missed glory, good fortune slipped away
قَتَلتُم سِبطَهُ قَتلَ الأَعَادِي
لَقَد وُفِّقتُمُ لِسِوَى الصَّوَابِ
You killed his grandson, killed by enemies
You were guided to naught but misdeeds
وَسُقتُم أَهلَهُ سَوقَ السَّبَايَا
أَهَذَا مَا قَرَأتُم فِي الكِتَابِ
And made his family slaves led away
Is this what you read in the Scripture?
لَقَد نشِبَ الحُسَينُ مِنَ البَلايَا
مِنَ الطُّلَقَآءِ فِي ظُفرٍ وَنَابِ
Hussein rose from afflictions
From the barren land in triumph and prowess
تَشَكَّى بِالغَلِيلِ فَأَورَدُوهُ
وَلَكِن كُلّ مطرُودِ الذُّبَابِ
He complained of shackles, so they returned him
But so is the fate of the driven flies
أَيَومَ الطّفِّ لا بُورِكتَ يَوماً
جَعَلتَ الأسدَ نَهباً للكِلابِ
Oh day of Ashura, never blessed
You made the lion prey for dogs
جَنَابُكَ حَيثُ طُل بَنُو عَلِي
أَلا لا دَرّ دَرُّكَ مِن جَنَابِ
Your comrades wherever the sons of Ali rose
Oh if only you had helped defend them
أَلَم تَلحَقهُمُ فَتَذُودَ عَنهُم
وَتَحسِبَ من رَمَاهُم بِالهِضَابِ
And sought those who stoned them with rocks
Oh day of Ashura, answer me back
أَلا يَا يَومَ عَاشُوراءَ رَاجِع
جَوَابِي لا قَدَرتَ عَلَى الجَوَابِ
Why could you not answer my plea?
Why did you let the light of God be extinguished
عَلامَ تَرَكتَ نُورَ اللهِ يُطفَى
غَدَاتكَ بِالمُهَنّدَةِ العِضَابِ
Your tomorrow clouded with punishment
The sons of Mukhtar died slaughtered for you
بَنُو المختَارِ مَاتُوا فِيكَ ذَبحاً
لَقَد ضَحَّيتَ بالعِلقِ اللُّبَابِ
You sacrificed the most precious pearls
Could you not overpower for victory
أَلَم تَقدِر ثُكِلتَ عَلَى انتِصَارٍ
فتَقذِفَهُم بِشَمسِكَ مِن شهَابِ
To strike them with your blazing meteors?
Oh son of Da'i warfare
وَيَا نَجلَ الدَّعيّ حَربٍ
لَقَد لُفّفتَ نَسلاً مِن كِذَابِ
You have harbored a brood of liars
Your share of the gardens of eternity, so rejoice
نَصِيبُكَ مِن جنَانِ الخُلدِ فَاهنَأ
نَصِيبُ أَبِيكَ مِن صِدقِ انتِسَابِ
Your father's share of truthful lineage
You came to reckoning on an evil day
قَدِمتَ عَلَى الحِسَابِ بيَومِ شَرٍّ
صَنَعتَ بِهِ صَنِيعاً لِلذّئَابِ
And treated it in a way for wolves
Not for Hussein's blood did you turn pale
وَلَيسَ دَم الحُسَينِ أَرَقتَ لَكِن
مَزَجتَ دَم الرَّسُولِ مَعَ التُّرابِ
But mixed the Messenger's with dust
Had his father faced you that day
وَلَو لاقَاكَ يَومَئِذٍ أَبُوهُ
عَدَاكَ عَنِ الغَنِيمَةِ وَالإِيَابِ
He would have stopped you from plunder
And unleashed Thul-Fiqar upon you until
وَسَلَّطَ ذَا الفِقارِ عَلَيكَ حَتَّى
تَوَارَى شَمسُ ظِلِّكَ بالحِجَابِ
The sun of your shadow was veiled
Had I been in Karbala, then
وَلَو اَنِّي حَضَرتُ بِكَربَلاء
إِذاً حَمِدَ الحُسَينُ بِهَا مَنَابِي
Hussein would have praised my loyalty
I would have watered the sword with wine
إِذاً لَسَقَيتُ عَنهُ السَّيفَ رِيّاً
وَلَيسَ سِوَى نَجيعِي مِن شَرَابِ
For I have no other drink
Oh my master Hussein, hear the call
أَمَولايَ الحُسَين نِدَاءَ عَبدٍ
عَظِيم الحُزنِ فِيكَ وَالانتِحَابِ
Of a servant great in sorrow and lament
I have gifted you a maiden from the daughters of my thoughts
مَنَحتُكَ مِن بَنَاتِ الفِكر بِكراً
أَطَارَ شَرَارَهَا زَندُ اكتِئَابِي
The sparks of my gloom made her soar
May the Merciful accept her so she intercedes
عَسَى الرَّحمَنُ يَقبَلُهَا فَتُضحِي
شَفَاعَةُ أَحمَد عَنهَا ثَوَابِي
And Ahmed's reward be my reward
