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بخش ۱۶ - فی فضیلة حسین رضی الله عنه / Section 16 - On the Virtue of Husayn, May Allah Be Pleased with Him

متن و ترجمه / Text and Translation

کیست حق را و پیمبر را ولیآن حسن سیرت حسین بن علی
Who is the friend of God and the Prophet?
That one of beautiful character, Husayn ibn Ali.
آفتاب آسمان معرفتآن محمد صورت و حیدر صفت
The sun of the sky of spiritual knowledge,
That one with the form of Muhammad and the traits of Haydar (Ali).
نه فلک را تا ابد مخدوم بودزانکه او سلطان ده معصوم بود
He was the master of the nine heavens for eternity,
Because he was the sovereign of the ten infallible ones.
قرة العین امام مجتبیشاهد زهرا شهید کربلا
The delight of the eye of Imam Mujtaba (Hasan),
The beloved of Zahra, the martyr of Karbala.
تشنه او را دشنه آغشته بخوننیم کشته گشته سرگشته بخون
While he was thirsty, the dagger was drenched in his blood;
Half-killed, he was wandering in blood.
آن چنان سرخود که برد بی دریغکافتاب از درد آن شد زیر میغ
The way his head was severed without mercy,
Caused the sun to hide beneath the clouds out of pain.
گیسوی او تا بخون آلوده شدخون گردون از شفق پالوده شد
As soon as his locks were stained with blood,
The blood of the sky was poured out in the twilight.
کی کنند این کافران با این همهکو محمد کو علی کو فاطمه
How could these infidels do this, despite it all?
Where is Muhammad? Where is Ali? Where is Fatima?
صد هزاران جان پاک انبیاصف زده بینم بخاک کربلا
Hundreds of thousands of pure souls of the prophets,
I see them lined up on the soil of Karbala.
در تموز کربلا تشنه جگرسر بریدندش چه باشد زین بتر
In the scorching heat of Karbala, with a thirsty liver,
They severed his head; what could be worse than this?
با جگر گوشهٔ پیمبر این کنندوانگهی دعوی داد ودین کنند
They do this to the beloved piece of the Prophet's heart,
And then they lay claim to justice and religion!
کفرم آید هرکه این را دین شمردقطع باد از بن زفانی کین شمرد
It is blasphemy to me if anyone counts this as religion;
May the tongue that reckons this so be cut from its root.
هرکه در روئی چنین آورد تیغلعنتم از حق بدو آید دریغ
Whoever drew a sword against such a face,
May God's unsparing curse be upon him.
کاشکی ای من سگ هندوی اوکمترین سگ بودمی در کوی او
If only I, his Hindu dog,
Were the lowliest dog in his alley.
یا درآن تشویر آبی گشتمیدر جگر او را شرابی گشتمی
Or in that distress, I had become water,
To become a refreshing drink for his liver.

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