يا واقِفاً يَبكي الطُلولَ وَيُنشِدُ
بِاللَهِ تِهتَ وَغابَ عَنكَ المُرشِدُ
O you who stand weeping for the bereaved while reciting elegies
By God you went astray; the guide is lost to you
كَم تَدَّعي حُزناً وَأَنتَ مُرَفَّهٌ
إِن كُنتَ مَحزوناً فَما لَكَ تَرقُدُ
How much sorrow do you pretend while you are heedless?
If you were grieved why then do you slumber?
هَلّا بَكَيتَ عَلى الحُسَينِ وَأَهلِهِ
هَلّا بَكَيتَ لِمَن بَكاهُ مُحَمَّدُ
Why did you not weep for Husayn and his household?
Why did you not weep for the one wept for by Muhammad?
فَلَقَد بَكَتهُ في السَماءِ مَلائِكٌ
زُهرٌ كِرامٌ راكِعونَ وَسُجَّدُ
The angels wept for him in the heavens
Choice ones bowing and prostrating
وَتَضَعضَعَ الاِسلامُ يَومَ مُصابِهِ
فَالدينُ يَبكي فَقدَهُ وَالسُؤدُدُ
And Islam was shaken on the day of his affliction
So religion laments his loss and the devout weep
أَنَسيتَ إِذ صارَت إِلَيهِ كَتائِبٌ
فيها اِبنُ سَعدٍ وَالطُغاةُ الجُحَّدُ
Have you forgotten when legions came against him
Among them the son of Sa`d and the tyrannous deniers
لَم يَحفَظوا حَقَّ النَبِيِّ مُحَمَّدٍ
إِذ جَرَّعوهُ حَرارَةً لا تَبرُدُ
Who did not respect the right of the Prophet Muhammad
When they made him drink scalding water that does not cool
قَتَلوا الحُسَينَ وَأَثكَلوهُ بِسِبطِهِ
فَالثُكلُ مِن بَعدِ الحُسَينِ مُبَدَّدُ
They killed Husayn and orphaned him through his grandson
So separation after Husayn is scattered
كَيفَ القَرارُ وَفي السَبايا زَينَبٌ
تَدعو بِفَرطِ حَرارَةٍ يا أَحمَدُ
How can you be settled when among the captives is Zaynab
Crying with intense heat: O Ahmad!
هَذا حُسَينٌ بِالسُيوفِ مُبَضَّعٌ
وَمُلَطَّخٌ بِدِمائِهِ مُستَشهَدُ
This is Husayn ripped open by swords
While his blood stains the martyred one
عارٍ بِلا ثَوبٍ صَريعٌ في الثَرى
بَينَ الحَوافِرِ وَالسَنابِكِ يُخضَدُ
Bare and slain on the ground
Between hooves and lances abased
وَالطَيِّبونَ بَنوكَ قَتلى حَولَهُ
فَوقَ التُرابِ ضَواحِياً لا تُلحَدُ
And your good sons slain around him
Above the dust, far-flung, unburied
وَالشَمسُ وَالقَمَرُ المُنيرُ كِلاهُما
حَولَ النُجومِ تَباكِيا وَالفَرقَدُ
The shining sun and moon both
Wept around the stars bitterly and blinked
أَنَسيتَ قَتلَ المُصطَفَينَ بِكَربَلا
حَولَ الحُسَينِ ذَبائِحاً لَم يُلحَدوا
Have you forgotten the killing of the two grandsons at Karbala
Slaughtered around Husayn, unburied
فَسَقَوهُ مِن جُرَعِ الحُتوفِ بِمَشهَدٍ
كَثُرَ العَدُوُّ بِهِ وَقَلَّ المُسعِدُ
They made him drink from the cup of death openly
While the foe against him multiplied and the fortunate few waned
ثُمَّ اِستَباحوا الطاهِراتِ حَواسِرا
فَالشَملُ مِن بَعدِ الحُسَينِ مُبَدَّدُ
Then they deemed the pure women fair game
So the kin after Husayn is scattered
بِالطَفِّ حَولي مِن يَتامى إِخوَتي
في الذُلِّ قَد سُلِبوا القِناعَ وَجُرِّدوا
Among the children - orphaned brothers - gather me
Deprived in humiliation, stripped bare
يا جَدُّ قَد مُنَعوا الفُراتَ وَقُتِّلوا
عَطَشاً فَلَيسَ لَهُم هُنالِكَ مَورِدُ
O grandfather, they were denied the Euphrates and killed
Thirsty, so for them there is no watering place
يا جَدُّ إِنَّ الكَلبَ يَشرَبُ آمِناً
رِيّاً وَنَحنُ عَنِ الفُراتِ نُطَرَّدُ
O grandfather, while the dog drinks safely
Gulping, we are barred from the Euphrates
يا جَدُّ قَد أَمسَيتُ مِمّا نالَني
وَلِما أُعانيهِ أَقومُ وَأَقعُدُ
O grandfather, your grandson Zayd now
Of what befell me I rise and sit
يا جَدُّ لَو أَبصَرتَني وَرَأَيتَني
وَالخَدُّ مِنّي بِالدِماءِ مُخَدَّدُ
O grandfather, if you could see me and behold me
With my cheek streaming blood, gashed
يا جَدُّ ذا نَحرُ الحُسَينِ مُضَرَّجٌ
بِالدَمِ وَالجِسمُ الشَريفُ مُجَرَّدُ
O grandfather, this is the bloodied neck of Husayn
While the noble body is denuded
يا جَدُّ ذا صَدرُ الحُسَينِ مُرَضَّضٌ
وَالخَيلُ تَنزِلُ مِن عَلَيهِ وَتَصعَدُ
O grandfather, this is the chest of Husayn gouged
As the cavalry tramples up and down on it
يا جَدُّ ذا نَجلُ الحُسَينِ مُعَلَّلٌ
وَمُغَلَّلٌ في قَيدِهِ وَمُصَفَّدُ
O grandfather, this is the chained son of Husayn
Shackled in his bonds, fettered
يَرنو لِوالِدِهِ وَيَرنو حالَهُ
وَبَنو أُمَيَّةَ في العَمى لَم يَهتَدوا
Yearning for his father and his state
While the sons of Umayya in blindness did not guide
يا جَدُّ ذا شَمِرٌ يَرومُ بِفَتكِهِ
ذَبحَ الحُسَينِ فَأَيُّ عَينٍ تَجمُدُ
O grandfather, here is Shimr striving
To slaughter Husayn; so which eye will slumber?
لِيَحوزَ جائِزَةَ اللَعينِ
لَعَنَ المُهَيمِنُ ما بِهِ يَتَضَهَّدُ
To gain the prize of the damned;
Cursed by the Overseer be what he strives for!
حَتّى إِذا أَهوى عَلَيهِ بِسَيفِهِ
نادى بِأَخفَضِ صَوتِهِ يا أَوحَدُ
When he brought down his sword upon him
He called in the softest voice: O Only Son!
يا خالِقي أَنتَ الرَقيبُ عَلَيهِمُ
في فِعلِهِم ظُلماً وَإِنَّكَ تَشهَدُ
O my Creator You watch over them
In their act of wrong while You witness
وَتَعُجُّ طوراً بِالنَبِيِّ المُصطَفى
يا والِدي الساقي عَلِيِّ المُرتَضى
You shall swiftly reckon with the Prophet
O father mine, O giver to `Ali al-Murtada
نالَ العَدُوُّ بِنا كَما قَد مَهَّدوا
يا أُميَ الزَهراءَ قومي عَدِّدي
The foe has secured from us what they schemed
O mother mine, O Fatima the Radiant, rise and count
وَجَميعُ أَملاكِ السَما لَكِ تُنجِدُ
هَذَا حَبيبُكِ بِالنُصولِ مُقَطَّعٌ
My possessions in the heavens will assist you
This is your beloved ripped limb from limb
هَذا مُصابٌ ما أُصيبَ بِمِثلِهِ
بَشَرٌ مِنَ المَخلوقِ إِلّا
None has been afflicted with the like of his affliction
Ever among all mankind except
وَإِلَيكُمُ مِن
بَعضِ النِظامِ عَساهُ فيهِ يَسعَدُ
From your Household, and unto you
Some prosody, hopefully in it to delight
صَلّى الاِلَهُ عَلَيكُمُ يا مَن
ما دامَ طَيرٌ في السَماءِ يُغَرِّدُ
God bless you, O Household, for as long
As birds in the sky sing their trills
