يا بَرقُ بَرقاً بَينَ مَروَةَ وَالصَفا

باكِر بِسُقيا الحَجِّ ديناً قَد عَفا

O lightning, flash between Marwah and Safa

Early, to give drink to the pilgrims whose faith has worn out

وَاِهدِ الحَجيجَ إِلى مَعالِمِ مَكَّةٍ

فَلَقَد تَرَكتَهُمُ حَيارى وُقَّفا

And guide the pilgrims to the landmarks of Mecca

For you have left them confused and halted

حَمِّل عِمامَكَ ديمَةً مِن زَمزَمٍ

وَاِنضَح بِرَيّاها القُلوبَ الرُجفا

Load your turban with water from Zamzam

And sprinkle with its sand the shuddering hearts

وَاِكحَل جُفوني مِن سَوافي ريحِها

إِنّي أَشِحُّ بِتُربِها أَن يَنسِفا

And line my eyelids with its blowing wind

I yearn for its soil should it be swept away

بَينَ الحُجونِ إِلىالحَطيمِ لِأَحمَدٍ

أَثَرٌ زَكا مِنهُ الثَرى وَتَشَرَّفا

Between Al-Hujun and Al-Hatim for Ahmad

There is a radiant trace, and the soil is honored

بِمِنىً بِجَمرَتِهِ إِلى عَرَفاتِهِ

ناهيكَ مَسعىً لِلنَبِيِّ وَمَوقِفا

With his embers at Mina reaching Arafat

Beyond, a place for the Prophet to stand

وَالحِجرِ وَالحَجَرِ الأَحَمُّ تَأَلَقَّت

أَنوارُهُ فَأَبى الهُدى أَن تُكسَفا

The Black Stone and the Red Stone gleamed

Its lights refused to be eclipsed

وَمَقامُ إِبراهيمَ يَدعو رَبَّهُ

قَد أَثَّرَت قَدَماهُ في صُمِّ الصِفا

And Maqam Ibrahim calls upon his Lord

His feet marked the mount where disciples stood

وَالبَيتُ ذو الأَستارِ تَمسَحُ رُكنَهُ

وُرقُ الحَمامِ عِياذَةٌ وَتَعَطُّفا

The House of the Curtains, its corner caressed

By the wings of doves, pleading and compassionate

يا لَيتَ أَنّي في ذَراهُ حَمامَةٌ

أَدَعُ الهَديلَ سُدى وَأَبكي المُصطَفى

Would that I were among its particles a dove

Ceasing my warbles, weeping for Al-Mustafa

يا عَينُ بَكّي لِلدَفينِ بِطيبَةٍ

وَلِمَفرِقٍ بِدَمِ الوَصِيِّ تَغَلَّفا

O eye, weep for Al-Dafeen in Taybah

And for one massacred, wrapped in his own blood

أَخَوَينِ خَيرُهُما بِحَرَّةِ يَثرِب

ثاوٍ وَآخَرُ بِالعِراقِ تَخَلَّفا

Two brothers, the best of them in Harrah of Yathrib

Laid down, while the other left behind in Iraq

شُلَّت يَمينُ المُلجَمِيِّ فِإِنَّهُ

تَرَكَ الإِمامَ عَلى شَفا

The swordsman’s right hand was paralyzed though he

Abandoned the Imam fearful of the sword

أَرَتِ الشَماتَةُ بِالوَصِيَّ أُمَيَّةً

لا سَرَّها قَتلُ الوَصِيِّ وَلا شَقى

The Gloaters rejoiced not in slaying the successor

Nor did his death alleviate their misery

وَدَّت أُمَيَّةُ لَو يُصابُ بِسَيفِها

يَكفيكَ جَمرَةً يا أَمَيَّةُ لَو كَفى

Umayyah wished that his sword would strike

A live coal, O Umayyah, would have sufficed!

أَشَفاكُمُ مِن يَومِ بَدرٍ قَتلُهُ

تِلكَ الشَهادَةُ ما بِذَلِكَ مَن خَفى

Their cure from the day of Badr when he killed them

That martyrdom which cannot obscure or fade

وَأَبكي عَلى السِبطينِ بَعدَ أَبيهِما

حُبّاً لِجَدِّهِما الرَحيمَ الأَرأَفا

And I weep for the two grandsons after their father

Out of love for their grandfather, gentle and kind

عَمري لَقَد جارَ الضَلالُ عَلى الهُدى

بِالطِفِّ في قَتلِ الحُسَينِ وَطَفَّفا

My, how misguidance prevailed over guidance

In slaughtering al-Husayn, little care or hesitation!

واهاً لَها مِن عَثرَةٍ لَو تُتَّقى

واهاً لَها مِن ضَلَّةٍ لَو تُقتَفى

Alas for an accident, if only it could be avoided

Alas for an error, if only it could be corrected

ما كانَ أَجدَرَها بِأَن تَدَعَ الظُبا

مُتَشَظَّياتٍ وَالقَنا مُتَقَصِّفا

Better she left the hyenas high-pitched, fragmented

And the wolf packs to roam about and waver

رَضِيَت قُرَيشٌ أَن تُقَتَّلَ هاشِمٌ

فَعَلى قُرَيشٍ بَعدَ هاشِمِ العَفا

Quraysh approved that Hashim be killed

So upon Quraysh, after Hashim, settle the dust!

لا دَرَّ دَرُّ العَبشَمِيَّةِ كَم لَها

مِن فَتكَةٍ فيهِم عَلَت أَن توصَفا

How many calamities befell the clan of Abde Shams

From their violence which continues to be portrayed

لَو أَن صَقراً في مَكانِ أُمَيَّةٍ

لَحماً لَحامَ عَلىالحُسَينِ وَرَفرَفا

If, instead of Umayya, there was an eagle

That swooped down to feed on al-Husayn and fluttered about

أَو لثاً يَومَ خَرَّ مَكانَها

غَرَثاً لَمَهَّدَ لِلحُسَينِ وَأَلطَفا

Or a female wolf, when it appeared in her place

It would gently console al-Husayn and treat him kindly

أَن أَنَّ سِربَ قطاً غَداةَ شَكا الصَدى

وافاهُ مَجَّ لِوِردِهِ ما اِستَخلَفا

Lo, a flock of wild ducks passed by, so the echo complained

And the flow of water ceased, no more to gush forth

إِنّي لَأَشرَقُ بِالزُلالِ تَذَكُّراً

لَهُمُ وَأَقلَقُ بِالنَعيمِ تَأَسُّفا

Verily, I rise joyful, remembering them

And remain restless, enjoying the pleasures

يا لَيتَ شِعري كَيفَ كانَ عَلى العَصا

رَأسُ الحُسَينِ وَنورُهُ كَيفَ اِنطَفا

I wish I knew how it was atop the staff

The head of al-Husayn and his light, how they wavered

أَم كَيفَ تُفرَعُ بِالقَضيبِ ثَنِيَّةً

كانَت مَلَذاً لِلنَبِيِّ وَمَرشِفا

Or how the switch separated a part of him

That was a comfort spot for the Prophet and sanctuary

إِن يَرفَعوا رَأسَ الحُسنِ فَقَبلَهُ

رَفَعوا لَواذاً مِن أَبيعِ المُصحَفا

If they raise the head of al-Husayn, they raised

A burning torch from the covers of the Book

إيهاً حَديثاً عَن فُؤادي إِنَّهُ

ذَكَرَ الرَسولَ وَآلَهُ فَتَشَوَّفا

Alas! A narration that perturbed my heart

It mentioned the Messenger and his family, so I yearned

مالي طَرِبتُ بِكرِهِم فَكَأَنَّني

عاقَرتُ مِن ذِكرِ الأَحِبَّةِ قَرقَفا

Why did I get agitated at the mention of their enemies?

It was as if I had been bitten by a hot blazing coal

أَقِمِ الصَلاةَ عَلى النَبِيِّ فَإِنَّها

تَذَرُ الذُنوبَ الشُمَّ قاعاً صَفصَفا

Perform prayers upon the Prophet, for it

Sweeps away grave sins, removing them completely

يا رَبِّ إِنّي قَد أَنِستُ بِحُبِّهِمِ

فَاِجعَلُهُم لِيَ عَن سِواهُ مَصرِفا

O Lord, I have been accustomed to loving them

So make that, apart from anything else, my preoccupation