يا زائِراً سائِراً إِلى الكوفَه

نَفسي بِأَهلِ العباءِ مَشغوفَه

O visitor traveling to Kufa

My soul is enamored with the people of the cloak

أُغرى بحُبِّ الغريِّ مُذ زمنٍ

وَالنَفسُ عَمّا تُريدُ مصدوفَه

I have been tempted by the love of the lovely one for a long time

And my soul is preoccupied from what it desires

أَبلِغ سَلامي بِها الرضيَّ وَقُل

عَقيدَتي بِالوَلاءِ مَكنوفَه

Convey my greetings to her, Ar-Ridha, and say

My doctrine of loyalty is concealed

أَقمتُ في بَلدَةٍ نَواصِبُها

أُصولُها في اليَهودِ مَعروفَه

I stayed in a town whose people

Their origins with the Jews are well known

ناصِبَة أَصبَحت مناصِبُها

مَقرفَةً لِلقَبيحِ مَقروفَه

The people of Najaf have become disbelievers

Repugnant to all that is ugly and disdained

أذبُّ عن عترةٍ محاسِنُها

بِحَيثُ زَهرِ النُجومِ موقوفَه

I defend the family whose beauty

Is like the blossoming of the stars, halted

أَنتُم حبالُ اليَقينِ أَعلقها

بيِّنَة في الوَفاءِ مَألوفَه

You are the ropes of certainty that I clung to

Clear proofs of loyalty and devotion

لَيسَ ابنُ هندٍ وَأَهلُهُ اربى

ما بَلَّ بحر بمائِهِ صوفه

The son of Hind and his people are not nobler

Than the sea foam with its wool

أُمَّتُهُ شَرُّ امَّةٍ عُرِفَت

لا بَرِحَت بِالعَذابِ مَحفوفَه

His nation is the worst nation known

Never ceasing to be laden with punishment

أَرجو قَسيمَ الجِنانِ يُقسِمُ لي

مَنازِلاً بَينهنَّ موصوفه

I hope the owner of Heaven will portion me

Homes between which are described

يَسقي بِكَأسِ النَبِيِّ شيعَتهُ

وَفرقَةُ الناصِبينَ مَكفوفَه

He will let his Shia drink from the cup of the Prophet

While the faction of disbelievers is blinded

أَفديهِ شَمساً ضِياؤُها أمَمٌ

قَد نُزِّهَت أَن تَكون مَكسوفَه

I sacrifice him, a sun whose light nations

Have been cleansed never to be eclipsed

لي مِدَحٌ فيكُمُ عرائِسها

اِلَيكُم لا تَزالُ مَزفوفَه

I have praise in you, its brides

To you they are always ushered

كَم سَتَروا بغضَةً فَضائِلَهُ

فَأَصبَحت كَالصَباحِ مَكشوفَه

How they concealed hatred of his superior merits

Yet they appeared at dawn uncovered

وَاِنصَرِفوا لِلخَبالِ في أَسَفٍ

بِأَنفسٍ ما تَزالُ مَأفوفَه

And they turned away in sorrow and grief

With souls that are always anguished

كَم طاوَلوه فَرَدَّ أَيدِيَهُم

مَغلولَةً بِالصَغارِ مَكتوفَه

How they reviled him yet he repelled their hands

Fettered by pettiness and stinginess

هُم بَقَرٌ قُل نَعَم وَهُم نَعَم

قَد جُعِلَت لِلسُّيوفِ مَعلوفَه

They are cattle, say yes, and yes they are

Made to be slaughtered by swords

قَولا لِمَن كادَني وَأَدمُعُهُ

من حَسرَتي لا تَزالُ مَذروفَه

Say to those who tried to destroy me while tears

Of sorrow never cease flowing

اِنَّ ابنَ عَبّادٍ استجارَ بِمَن

يَتركُ عَنهُ الهمومَ مَصروفَه

That the son of Abbad sought refuge in Him

Who keeps worries away from him

بِاِبنِ ابي طالِبٍ وَحَسبُكَ من

طالِبِ وَقرٍ عُلاه مَوصوفَه

In the son of Abu Talib, and that is enough

Of a seeker whose high stature is known

يا رَبّ سَهِّل لِقاء مَشهدهِ

وَلا تُمتِني بِحَسرَةِ الكوفَه

O Lord, make easy the visit to his tomb

And let me not die in longing for Kufa