TRANSLATION

Oh Sayyeda

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

What has this Ummat done to Zehra?

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

Never have I seen a lady so crushed by sorrow

Never in this world have I seen such a veiled (modest) woman

At just eighteen years old, she appears like an old woman

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

The tyrant welcomed you in the court in such a cruel way

How did you, O Lady, return home after that?

The whiteness of your hair has told the whole story

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

You kept weeping in the house, even hiding it from Haider

Just like your chastity, your sorrows stayed veiled,

Only Fizza knows some of your pain

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

There are two coffins that were raised in history

Where only the family members were there to carry on their shoulders

One is Fatima Zahra, the other is little Sukaina

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

The cure to your wounds was never found .

The family of Umayya is still oppressing

There were barriers to your weeping, as there are barriers to your grave.

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

Since your shrine was destroyed by the Ummah

Your father has remained by your grave

He is no longer beneath the green dome (he is with you).

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

If someone were to ask Imam Mehdi (as) what he goes through,

Whenever the sound of weeping rises from Baqiyya,

Holding back tears of blood, he too says the same thing…"

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

Bring this dream to life,

O Lady, show meaning to these words of grief

I see that at your grave, we are mourning

Your ribs have been shattered, and so is your shrine

Oh Sayyeda …… (4)