From the fragrance of your soil, O my master, the paradises have their perfume.
The crowds walking towards your shrine were asked, why all this madness? They answered: If only they could know!
The roads of the city of Imam al-Hussayn (peace be upon him) are crowded by the visitors, coming from all parts of Iraq and all parts of the world, taking all roads leading to the holy city of Karbala, which appeared to embrace the visitors with warmth, as al-Hussayn represents humanity face to hatred.
Here are the streets of your city, O Master! Are welcoming the millions of visitors, as if it is your beating heart, embracing the crowds as if it is the hands of your brother Aba al-Fadl al-Abbas (peace be upon him).
And here are your flags are fluttering to remind the return of your sister, children and family to your grave on the forty day after your martyrdom. Each of those visitors are hoping your intercession on the day of resurrection. And you are the symbol of generosity and mercy, you would not make them return without accepting their prayers.