حتَّامَ نكتُم حُزنَنَا حَتَّامَا

وَعَلامَ نَستَبقي الدُّمُوعَ عَلامَا

Always we hide our sorrow, always

And why do we retain our tears, why?

إِنَّ الَّذي ِبي قَد تَفَاقَمَ واعتَلَى

وَنَمَا وَزَادَ وَأَورَثَ الأَسقَامَا

What's within me has grown severe

And increased, spreading disease, alas

قَد أَصبَحَت أُمُّ البَنِينِ مَرِيضَةً

نَخشَى ونُشفِقُ أَن يَكُونَ حِمَامَا

The mother of children has fallen ill

We fear and worry it may be her end

يا رَبِّ مَتِّعنِي بطُولِ بَقَائِها

واجبُر بِها الأَرمَالَ والأَيتَامَا

Oh Lord, grant me her life lengthened

And heal through her the widows and orphans

واجبُر بِها الرَّجُلَ الغَرِيبَ بأَرضِهَا

قَد فَارَقَ الأَحوَالَ والأَعمَامَا

And heal through her the stranger in her land

Who has parted from kin and family

كَم رَاغبِينَ وَرَاهبينَ وَبُؤَّسٍ

عُصِمُوا بِقُربِ جَنَابِها إِعصَامَا

How many yearners and devouts in need

Were protected by her presence, preserved

بِجَنَابِ ظَاهِرَةِ الثَّنَا مَحمُودَةٍ

لا يُستَطَاعُ كَلامُها إِعظَامَا

By the presence of Praiseworthy Zainab

Whose speech is beyond all glorifying