 In your fire the ground shakes with agony and pain See your mother is by your side With every piece of me I had brought you up Now to peace here you have seen You're low, my hussain, my hussain, hussain Your basins and your lips, thirsty Gibrail descends from the sky to and you know That I'm here, my hussain, my hussain, my hussain Keep in mind that it is a mother talking to her son The pain of a mother beats no pain Keep this in your mind How can I stand and watch you fall? How can I to pieces fall? And I cry out to my father to see how my son Hussain, hussain, see how the stars And as the blood from ancient laments see Final moments, hussain, hussain Your sister Zayna will now see you In chains a shackle, hussain Come to my aid, come to my aid, how will that It with no arms, it with no arms Hussain, hussain