ورد والوانه ترغبAdorned with roses, their colors inviting.

بعد ما حاچي طلبتيBefore I could even speak my plea,

وما ادري ولادمعتي تصبSuddenly my tears began pouring uncontrollably.

شفتها الحب شفتها الحب دمعهI saw it: love is a tear,

وكون بقنعه محترق باب الوردAnd how can I be consoled when the door of roses burns?

شلون ادير ظهري ونار الجسريHow could I turn my back while the fire continues to rage?

مستحيل ارجع ورايIt is impossible for me to turn back,

شفتها الحب دمعهI saw that love is a tear,

وكون بقنعه محترق باب الوردAnd how can I be convinced that the door of roses has burned?

شلون ادير ظهري ونار الجسريHow could I turn my back while the fire spreads?

مستحيل ارجع ورايIt is impossible for me to turn back,

شلون اغض عن النظرHow can I avert my gaze,

قلبي من شفته انكسرWhen my heart broke the moment I saw it,

ونار ظلت مضرمةAnd a fire remained blazing,

فاطمة يا فاطمة فاطمةFatima, O Fatima, Fatima!

يا فاطمة يا فاطمة فاطمةO Fatima, O Fatima, Fatima!

جوابك يلا يلاYour answer, come on, come on!

القصيدة لذرية الزهراء السيد مرتضى الياسريThe poem is by the descendant of al-Zahra, Sayyid Murtadha al-Yasiri.

حب رايد وأنا معتنيI sought love, and I came with devotion,

اسمع الحكيListen to the words...

حب رايد وأنا معتنيI sought love, and I came with devotion,

شفت الحب رايد دمعتيYet I found that love demands my tears.

قلت سنيني لو تحترقI said: even if my years burn away,

أي قلت سنيني لو تحترقYes, I said: even if my years burn away,

ما أتنازل عن طلبتيI will never abandon my longing.

ما أتنازل عنI will never abandon...

أي بهاي نيتي رايح لهاYes, with this intention I headed to her,

بس شفت يمها هضيمةYet at her threshold I witnessed an injustice.

نار ما ترحم وضعهاA fire that had no mercy on her plight,

رغم ما تدري يتيمةEven though it knew she was an orphan.

قلت ذب بالنار روحي (2x)I said: cast my soul into the fire,

ما تخليني الرحيمةFor the Merciful Mother will not forsake me.

هي شالت كل لهبهاShe bore the brunt of its flames,

وأنا شلت دموعي قيمةAnd I bore my tears as a tribute of honor.

منين جراح وجدانيFrom where did my inner wounds come?

رفعت رفع شانيShe raised high my worth,

وأنا ما جاي أرتفعWhile I myself could never rise on my own.

جيت أريد جروحيI came seeking for my wounds,

وحب لروحيAnd love for my soul,

وشفت حبي بالدمعAnd I found my love in weeping.

منين جراح وجدانيFrom where did my inner wounds come?

رفعت شانيShe exalted my honor,

وأنا ما جاي أرتفعWhile I was unable to ascend.

جيت أريد جروحيI came seeking for my wounds,

وحب لروحيAnd love for my soul,

وشفت حبي بالدمعAnd I found my love in tears.

رحمتك يا زهراء عمرYour mercy, O Zahra, is a lifetime,

والطلاب فوقك شكثرAnd so numerous are the seekers at your door!

أنطتني إيد العالمShe placed in my hand a whole world,

فاطمة يا فاطمة فاطمةFatima, O Fatima, Fatima!

يا فاطمة (3x)O Fatima!

ليش ما تجاوب؟Why aren't you answering?

يا فاطمةO Fatima!

إي فاطمةYes, Fatima!

الواقف بالاخير اللي بالنص بأي مكانWhoever stands at the back, in the middle, anywhere,

صوتك فدوة أروح لصوتكRaise your voice, may my soul be sacrificed for your voice!

إي فاطمةYes, Fatima!

يا فاطمة (6x)O Fatima!

آه لهضم الزهراء كون الحزنAh, for the oppression of al-Zahra, sorrow should...

لهضم الزهراء كون الحزن يعمFor the wrong done to al-Zahra, the whole world should grieve,

وكل عين تهل دمعand every eye should fill with tears.

يا ريت العالم يفتهم (2x)If only the world understood

ياهي المكسورة الضلع (2x)who it was they broke.

لهضم الزهراء كون الحزن يعمFor the wrong done to al-Zahra, the whole world should grieve,

وكل عين تهل دمعand every eye should fill with tears.

يا ريت العالم يفتهمIf only the world understood

ياهي المكسورة الضلعwho it was they broke.

كون عين الشمس تطفى (2x)The sun itself should go dark,

والنجم بيبانه تنسدand the stars should close their doors,

كون عين الشمس تطفىThe sun itself should go dark,

والنجم بيبانه تنسدand the stars should close their doors,

ومن تصير الدنيا ظلمةso that when the world is left in darkness,

يصير بيت الزهراء مقصدevery road would lead to her house.

كون كل الورد يزعل (2x)Every rose should mourn her,

وما يشمم عطره لأحدand keep its scent from everyone,

حتى كل الناس تدريso that the whole world would know

ذابلة زهرة محمدthe flower of Muhammad has withered.

ذابلة ومفجوعة وعاشت لوعة بهالوجودWithered, grieving, and having lived in heartache in this world,

واعظم مره فاطمهAnd the greatest woman is Fatima.

حطموها ايوه فاطمهThey crushed her, yes, Fatima!

اي فاطمهYes, Fatima!

حطموها اي ما رحموهاThey broke her, yes, they showed her no mercy.

وبجرحها حائرهAnd in her agonizing wound, she was left bewildered.

ذابله ومفجوعهWithered and grief-stricken,

وعاشت لوعهshe endured burning anguish,

بهالوجود اعظم مره فاطمهthe greatest woman in all existence: Fatima.

هضموها ما رحموهاThey wronged and oppressed her, having no mercy,

وبجرحها حائرهand she remained bewildered in her wound.

ام ابوهاThe mother of her father,

تنهضم من بنها تنحرمoppressed and separated from her child, deprived of him,

والمدامع دايمهwith tears flowing perpetually.

فاطمه يا فاطمهO Fatima, O Fatima!

ام ابوهاThe mother of her father,

تنهضم من بنها تنحرمoppressed and separated from her child, deprived,

والمدامع دايمهwith tears never-ending.

فاطمه يا فاطمه (2x)O Fatima, O Fatima!

يا فاطمه فاطمهO Fatima, Fatima!

يا بعالي صوتCry out with your loudest voice!

مجروحه ومبين الجرح (2x)She is wounded, and her deep wound is visible.

وبمشيتها صارت تميلAnd in her walking, she began to lean from weakness.

لا تشكو ولا تظهر الم (2x)She never complains nor lets her pain show.

ما رادت تجرح اي دليلShe did not want to break any wounded heart.

ما رادت تجرحShe never wanted to wound anyone.

اوف فاطمه روح المحنهAh, Fatima is the very soul of tender affection,

ومن صبح يبكي لوضعهاand by dawn, the morning weeps for her state.

شالت المحنه لوحدهاShe bore all sorrow and tenderness all alone,

تظهر الهم وطبعهاshowing compassion as her noble nature.

انكسرت اللي تجبر خواطر (2x)Broken was the one who used to mend broken hearts,

وبعد ما ينضم وجعهاand no longer could her agony be concealed.

كل نفس يحني ظهرها (2x)Every breath she takes bends her back with pain,

لان مصيوبه بضلعهاbecause she is fatally wounded in her rib.

تخفي هم كسرها يم حيدرهاShe hides the grief of her fracture in front of her Haidar,

خاطرها لا ينكسرLest her heart be broken,

يما لا ما صاحتBeside him, she cried out no complaint,

بس من راحتyet only when she departed,

ما بقى عنده صبرno patience was left for him.

تخفي هم كسرهاShe conceals the sorrow of her broken rib

يم حيدرهاbefore her Haydar,

خاطرها لا ينكسرlest his heart be broken.

يما لا ما صاحتBeside him, she cried out no complaint,

بس من راحتyet only when she departed,

ما بقى عنده صبر (2x)no patience was left for him,

عالقبور يبكي انحنى يم حسن حيدر اناOver the grave he bent weeping; O mother of Hassan, I am Haydar!

على القبور يبكي انحنى يم حسن حيدرOver the grave he bent weeping; O mother of Hassan, it is Haydar!

ماكو صوت لفاطمهYet there is no voice from Fatimah,

فاطمه يا فاطمهFatimah, O Fatimah!