Forlorn of all hope,
as I write to you,
with the ink of my tears
The notes of sympathy,
how may I express
The grief, the pain, the misery
that has embraced my chest.
With what lyrics can I convey,
the deepest agony that your lover's feel,
as they watch the golden dome,
of your beloved father and grandfather, tearing down?
O Abu Saleh Al Mahdi,
today, how may the sun shine,
the moon and the star's glow,
when, upon you has befallen immense sorrow?
My dearest Imam
every broken fragment of the dome,
symbolizes a broken heart.
A heart, that repeatedly prays,
for your reappearance.
Our silent cries are insufficient,
to even console you, O Mahdi
for today your father's holy shrine,
calls out for you.
By my parents,
My Master, O Mahdi,
the oppressive tyrants need a reply;
give them the strike of your Zulfiqar!
O Abu Saleh Al Mahdi,
May Allah hasten your reappearance.