On the Morn of Muharram

Wake up my friends, for the morn of
Qiama has arrived
It is the month of Muharram
The crescent of grief has appeared
The month of mourning has arrived

Muharram is the month of tears
Muharram is the month of blood
Bodies are shredded
And the desert is a garden of blood
The crescent of grief has appeared
The month of mourning has arrived

The creation is sad and in mourning
It is the month:
When Hussayn was martyr ed
When the eyes of 'Ali shed blood
The crescent of grief has appeared
The month of mourning has arrived

Hussayn sacrificed for thee path of Islam
His head is on the spear
His body is on the ground
The crescent of grief has appeared
The month of mourning has arrived

The arms of 'Abbas were cut in this month
The three edged arrow settled in the
parched throat of little Asghar
The crescent of grief has appeared
The month of mourning has arrived

Zainab will hug the dust of thee dungeon
in this month
Thee innocent face of Sakina will be
bruised in this month
The crescent of gried has appeared
The month of mourning has arrived

Source: Posting from ABDG