In Karbala he sacrificed everything he had (x2) Allah what a mighty heart your Husayn had (x3) 1 Who would have thought one afternoon is all that it would take For Husayn to sacrifice, his house for Allah's sake His body in a state that we can't even comprehend Imam Sajjad watched helplessly, the women to defend Allah what a mighty heart… 2 He heard Abbas' call and towards him he raced What could prepare him for the scene that he was going to face All that he could see was the dampness on the sand before His arms were lying helplessly, scattered upon the floor Allah what a mighty heart… 3 He came to speak to Abbas, motionless he lay How unbearable must it be, to see him in this way The only consolation was the imaan in his heart Knowing that his brother and master weren't too far apart Allah what a mighty heart… 4 Now it was the turn of Akber, to go and boldly fight The spear hit his chest and the pain it did ignite His call was answered by Husayn who found him on the sand How hard it was to pull the spear out, with a father's hands Allah what a mighty heart… 5 His family lay about the sand, for help he did call The only one to answer it was his infant so small He takes the baby in his arms, his lips are dry with thirst The mother watches from her tent, let Hurmala be cursed Allah what a mighty heart… 6 He's bringing back the baby – will his pain not decrease He lost this little soldier and his heart has lost its peace The sand rejects his blood and the sky it spurns it too What strength does it require to, see his mission through Allah what a mighty heart… 7 To bury his little son – his strength it must consume The time then came to bid farewell, to Zainab and Kulthoom Sakina lies on his chest and started to grieve Her request to the Imam was "Father please don't leave" Allah what a mighty heart… 8 He took his daughter from his chest, it would not be long Before his turn to go and fight, she'd have to stay strong Oh daughter of Husayn you'll face calamities severe Your veil will be taken, they'll snatch the j**ellery from your ears Allah what a mighty heart… 9 The time had come for him to go, he mounted his horse Knowing that the enemy would have no remorse But Zuljana refused to move, Oh enemies adhere Even a horse can recognise your crimes are so severe Allah what a mighty heart…