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يَا بَابًا هَلْ بَعْدَكِ بَابْ وَالْأَعْتَابُ الْمَأْمَن
O Door, is there any door after you, when your threshold is a place of refuge?

مِسْكِينُ يَتِيمٌ وَأَسِيرْ مَنْ يَأْتِيكِ اسْتَوْطَن
The poor, the orphan, and the captive, whoever comes to you finds a home

هَلْ أَحَدٌ بَعْدَ مُحَمَّدٍ لَمْ يَدْخُلْ حَتَّى يُؤْذَن
After Muhammad (PBUH), did anyone enter before permission was given?

عُدْتُ غَرِيبًا وَرُوحِي غَرِيبَة
I returned a stranger, my soul estranged

آوِي جَرِيحًا لِبَابِ الطَّبِيبَة
Wounded, I seek refuge at the door of the healer

لَيْسَتْ تَرُدُّ عَنِ الْبَابِ عَبْدًا
She never turns a servant away from her door

حَتَّى لَوِ الْبَابُ أَصْلُ الْمُصِيبَة
Even though the door itself was where the tragedy began

وَالْأُمُّ مَا طَبْعُهَا
And what is the nature of a mother?

لَا يُعْرَفُ مَنْعُهَا
She knows not how to refuse

تُعْطِيكَ مِنْ ضِلْعِهَا
She would give you from her very rib

لَوْ كُسِّرَ ضِلْعُهَا
Even if her own rib were broken

يَا بَابًا هَلْ بَعْدَكَ بَابْ تُسْمَعُ فِيهِ الْأَنَّة
O Door, is there any door after you where a cry of pain can be heard?

وَالْمُمْتَحَنَةُ تَحْنُو حَتَّى تُدْرِكَ أَهْلَ الْمِحْنَة
And she who was afflicted shows compassion, so she may reach those in affliction

هَلْ دُخَانٌ فِي الْعَتَبَةِ أَمْ رَائِحَةٌ لِلْجَنَّة
Is that smoke at the threshold, or the fragrance of Paradise?

أَقْدَامُهَا وُرِّمَتْ وَهِيَ تَدْعُو
Her feet grew swollen while she prayed

لِلنَّاسِ وَالنَّاسُ بِالْبَابِ دَفْعُ
For the people, while those very people pushed against the door

تَدْعُو لِسَابِعِ جَارٍ وَلَكِنْ
She prays even for the seventh neighbour, and yet

فِي هَذِهِ الْجِيرَةِ الذَّنْبُ دَمْعُ
Among these neighbours, even a tear is deemed a sin

لَوْ عَايَنَ الْمُصْطَفَى
If al-Mustafa were to behold

وَبِنْتُهُ تُنْتَفَى
His daughter being cast aside

إِنْ ضَجَّ مِنْ صَوْتِهَا
When at the sound of her cries

الْقُدْسِيِّ أَهْلُ الْجَفَا
Even the people of cruelty would be shaken

يَا بَابًا هَلْ بَعْدَكَ بَابْ تُغْضِي مِنْهُ الْأَرْضُ
O Door, is there any door after you from which the earth lowers its gaze?

وَيُغَضُّ كَمَا فِي الْحَشْرِ سَيُنَادَى أَنْ غُضُّوا
As gazes shall be lowered at the Resurrection, when the call comes, "Lower your eyes"

هَلْ شُرِّعَ بَعْدَكَ ظُلْمًا عَلَى الْأَضْلَاعِ الرَّضُّ
After you, did oppression ever again go so far as to crush ribs?

مَنْ عِنْدَكَ الْأَنْفُسُ تَسْتَرِيحُ
At your threshold, souls find rest

عَصْرُ ابْنَةِ الْوَحْيِ قُلْ هَلْ تُبِيحُ
Tell me, could you permit the crushing of the daughter of Revelation?

مَكْسُورَةُ الضِّلْعِ لَكِنْ تُكَابِر
Her rib is broken, yet she bears the pain with strength

أُمٌّ فَقُلْ لِي عَلَى مَنْ تَنُوحُ
She is a mother, so tell me, for whom does she mourn?

يَا كَسْرَ أُمِّ الْحَسَن
O broken rib of the mother of al-Hasan (a.s.)

وَحَسْبُهَا أُمُّ مَنْ
And she is the mother of the one

فِي كَرْبَلَا صَدْرُهُ
Whose chest in Karbala

تَحْتَ الْخُيُولِ انْطَحَن
Was crushed beneath the horses' hooves

يَا بَابًا هَلْ بَعْدَكَ بَابْ مَعْرُوفُ الْإِحْسَانِ
O Door, is there any door after you so renowned for kindness?

مَنْ شَاهَدَ وَجْهَ اللهِ هَلْ يَرْضَى بِالدَّانِي
Can one who has beheld the Face of Allah ever settle for anything lesser?

مَا حَالَةُ مَنْ عَنْهَا قَالَ كَاشِفَةٌ أَحْزَانِي
What must be the state of the one of whom he said, "She dispels my sorrows"?

مَنْ غُرِّبَتْ بَعْدَهَا أُمُّ أَيْمَن
After her, even Umm Ayman was sent far away

وَاسْتَوْحَشَتْ كُلَّ أَهْلٍ وَمَسْكَن
And she found loneliness among every people and in every home

قُلْ لِي إِذًا كَيْفَ أَضْحَى عَلِيٌّ
Then tell me, what became of Ali (a.s.)

يَشْكُو إِلَى بِئْرِهِ كُلَّمَا حَن
Pouring out his grief to his well whenever he yearned for her?

يَا بَابُ تُدْمِي الْمُقَل
O Door, you bring tears of blood to the eyes

يَأْتِيكَ وَالصَّبْرُ قَل
He comes to you when his