ابن امي رد الي ( هلي )

دمعته تهليHis tears flow profusely;

احضرنا يا عليcome to our aid, O Ali!

حسينك انحنى بين الألوفYour Hussain has been bowed low amidst the thousands.

خطوته بألم يخطيهاHe takes his steps in agonized pain,

جان جرح أبو الفضل بعينه بانfor the wound of Abu al-Fadl was visible in his eyes.

خطوته بألم يخطيهاHe takes his steps in agonized pain,

جان جرح أبو الفضل بعينه بانfor the wound of Abu al-Fadl was visible in his eyes.

ينشغ بدمع صوته ينسمعHe sobs through tears, his voice breaking out;

شفته وصرخت راح الأمانI saw him and cried out: 'Safety is gone!'

ينشغ بدمع صوته ينسمعHe sobs through tears, his voice breaking out;

شفته وصرخت راح الأمان هليI saw him and cried out: 'Safety is gone!' O my kin,

ريت أهل الشيم حاضرةif only the people of chivalry were present,

توقف دونه وتناصرهto stand by him and support him!

بيه الحيلة قلت ترىHis strength has indeed diminished.

هلي بعين الحرة مدمع لمعO my kin, in the noble lady's eye a tear shone;

كافل خدر بالطف وقعthe protector of her sanctuary has fallen in Taff,

وليا حسين مايل رجع هليand my master Hussain has returned bent with grief. O my kin,

خسرت القمر صاحhe cried out: 'I have lost the Moon!'

ومنه سمعته جدمي ارتجفAnd when I heard him, my legs trembled.

كفيل الخيم طاحThe protector of the tents has fallen,

و طر كبدي ودليلي انخمشsplitting my liver, and tearing my heart.

علا بخيمة صياحA wailing rose high in the tent:

هسه عرفنا معنى العطش'Now we truly understand what thirst means!'

دمي يحوم وهلتهMy blood races and my tears pour down,

على كف الخسارة يا أخوي ومصابهupon the palm of losing my brother. And his tragedy...

احنا حسين واخته (2x)We are Hussain and his sister.

يا عباس يا خويا (6x)O Abbas, O my brother!

اي كان اللي يرد ايده بايديHe used to return holding my hand in his.

كان اللي يرد ايده بايديHe used to return holding my hand in his.

كل شيء مختلف هسه بمشيتهEverything is different now in the way he walks.

راجع بقهر وايده على الظهرHe returns broken with grief, his hand clutching his back.

يا ظهر فقد ابو الفضل شو مسوي بيهO his broken back! What has the loss of Abu al-Fadl done to him?

منظره حكى بطيحة لواهHis appearance told of the fall of his standard-bearer.

وهايه يلتفت صار لوراهAnd look how he keeps turning to gaze behind him.

منظره حكى بطيحة لواهHis appearance told of the fall of his standard-bearer.

وهايه يلتفت صار لوراهAnd look how he keeps turning to gaze behind him.

دورت علم ماكو بالخيامI searched for the banner; it is nowhere in the tents.

رده يلحق ويعدل قفاهHe wanted someone to come support him and straighten his back.

دورت علم ماكو بالخيامI searched for the banner; it is nowhere in the tents.

رده يلحق ويعدل قفاه هليHe wanted someone to come support him and straighten his back. O my kin!

فقد الخوة يحني الزلمThe loss of a brother bends the backs of valiant men,

ومو اي زلمة طاح الشهمAnd it was no ordinary man—the noble champion has fallen!

بظهر الطعن يلتئمDoes a stabbed back ever heal?

هلي دمعة ساعة ثاري الضماO my kin! The tears of a single hour quenched the thirst of mourning,

ودمع الخوة حد العمىYet the tears for a brother blind the eyes with grief,

واحنا بقدنا ما يحمىAnd within our bounds, no protector remains.

هلي الك شوغة يا مايO my kin! You bring a yearning heartache, O water,

بس شوغة قمرنا اشدYet the heartache for our Moon is far more severe.

من حر كبد اللوايFrom the burning agony of the standard-bearer's core,

طاريك بخيمنا بردThe mention of water in our tents has turned cold;

ما باقي للعطش رايNo thought of thirst remains anymore,

راي فقد اخوي انفقَدAll that remains is the loss of my brother.

انكسرنا بعلمناWe were broken with our fallen standard,

الدمع ما جبرناAnd our weeping could not mend our grief.

عطش ما له ساقيA thirst with no bearer left to quench it,

يا طيحت قمرناOh, the tragic fall of our moon!

انكسرنا بعلمناWe were broken with our fallen standard,

الدمع ما جبرناAnd our weeping could not mend our grief.

عطش ما له ساقيA thirst with no bearer left to quench it,

يا طيحت قمرناOh, the tragic fall of our moon!

يا عباس يا اخوي (5x)O Abbas, O my brother!

بيا نعرت وطايح لي ضيWhere can I take shelter when my radiant light has fallen?

رموشه تنسقف فوقها لفيHis eyelashes once cast shade like a ceiling over me,

رايته وقعتHis banner has collapsed,

والشمس بدت بلا وجوده تدنى عليAnd without his presence, the burning sun began to descend upon me.

طيحة العلم ركضة دلالThe fall of the standard forced the sheltered ladies to flee,

جدمي مو عرف ويا الرمالMy feet were never accustomed to the rough desert sands.

طيحة العلم ركضة دلالThe fall of the standard forced the sheltered ladies to flee,

جدمي مو عرف ويا الرمالMy feet were never accustomed to the rough desert sands.

بلايه كف قمر ينحكي الاثرThe moon lies handless, leaving an agony beyond words,

حال امس خدرنا وهسه حالCompare the sanctuary of our veil yesterday to our state now!

هلي راح من ايدي حامي البختO my kin! Slipped from my grasp is the guardian of our honor,

وحبال اليسر لوحتAnd the ropes of captivity have appeared,

ودنية خدر چنها انتهتAnd the realm of sheltered sanctity seems to have ended.

هلي مو دمع عيني يجري النزفO my kin! It is not tears, but bleeding sorrow that flows from my eyes,

جرح الخوة ينعد بالفThe wound of losing a brother equals a thousand wounds,

يموت الحر ولا ينكتفA noble one would rather die than be bound in chains.

هلي دمعتي على ابو الجودO my kin! My tears for the bearer of the waterskin

كشفت بي هضم القلبRevealed the deep oppression in my heart;

ما مرت على الخدودThey did not even linger on my cheeks,

دمعة من الجفن للترب وقع علي عامودA tear fell straight from the eye to the dust; a pillar has collapsed upon me,

وقامت تدنى لينا الغربand the strangers have begun closing in on us.

دمعتي على أبو الجود كشفت بي هضم القلبMy tears for the bearer of the waterskin revealed the deep sorrow of my heart,

ما مرت على الخدودthey did not even linger on my cheeks,

دمعة من الجفن للترب وقع علي عامودa tear straight from the eyelid to the dust; a pillar collapsed upon me,

وقامت تدنى لينا الغربand the strangers have begun closing in on us.

اللي تطيح لها راية دمعها البداية (2x)She whose banner falls, tears are only her beginning,

وتروح سبية غصب بالنهايةand in the end, she is forced into captivity.

تروح سبية غصب بالنهايةShe is forced into captivity in the end.

يا عباس يا خويا (7x)O Abbas, O my brother!

ضعني من رحل عنا لواهWhen the bearer of its standard departed from my caravan,

حسين وحده ضل وراهHussain was left alone behind him.

ضعني من رحل عنا لواهWhen the bearer of its standard departed from my caravan,

حسين وحده ضل وراهHussain was left alone behind him.

صاحوا العدو ما وراك أخوThe enemies cried out: "No brother stands behind you now!"

سهلة طيحة الخالي قفاهHow easy it is to bring down him whose back is unprotected!

صاحوا والعدو ما وراك أخوThe enemies shouted: "No brother stands behind you now!"

سهلة طيحة الخالي قفاهHow easy it is to strike down him whose back is unprotected!

ساعة لنجت لخيمنا خيلThe moment horses charged toward our tents,

وعرفت وقع آخر كفيلI realized that our last protector had fallen.

ساعة لنجت لخيمنا خيلThe moment horses charged toward our tents,

وعرفت وقع آخر كفيلI realized that our last guardian had fallen.

من هدى الفزع شفته مرتفعWhen the panic subsided, I saw him raised high,

راسه على رمح طويلhis head held atop a towering spear.

من هدى الفزع شفته مرتفعWhen the panic subsided, I saw him raised high,

راسه على رمح طويل هليhis head held atop a towering spear. O my kin!

لاح لعيني نجم الخيمThe star of our tents appeared before my eyes,

مو واضح تراب على دمunclear, covered in dust and blood,

مو بعيوني ميزته شمnot by sight, but by scent did I recognize him.

هلي من جرحه خجل دنقتO my kin! Ashamed before his wounds, I bowed my head,

كف بكف حريم صفقتclapping hands in despair among the wailing women.

وينك يا ابو فاضل“Where are you, O Abu al-Fadl?”

صحت ولا ردI cried out, but there was no reply.

صحت مره عباسOnce I called: “O Abbas!

برمح راس اخيك علاهOn a spear, your brother's head is raised!”

صحت مره عباسOnce I called: “O Abbas!

صدق خويا منامك حلىIs it true, my brother, that sleep is sweet to you now?”

وصحت مره عباسAnd once I cried: “O Abbas!

ما ترهم خدر بالفلهIt is unthinkable for unveiled women to be left in the wilderness!”

صحت مره عباسOnce I called: “O Abbas!

برمحه راس اخيك علاهOn a spear, your brother's head is raised!”

صحت مره عباسOnce I called: “O Abbas!

صدق اخوي منامك حلىIs it true, my brother, that sleep is sweet to you now?”

صحت مره عباسOnce I cried: “O Abbas!

ما ترهم خدر بالفلىIt is unthinkable for the sanctum to be left in the wilderness!”

القمر يا مصيحتهO, how I cried out to the Moon,

ولا رد سمعتهyet no reply from him was heard.

قبل صيحه وحده يطيحOnce, at a single call, he would rush

ما حنى الخدرnever letting the sanctity be breached.

القمر يا مصيحتهO, how I cried out to the Moon,

ولا رد سمعتهyet no reply from him was heard.

قبل صيحه وحده يجيBefore, at just a single call he would come,

ما احنى لاختهhow tender he was to his sister!