Muntakhab al-tawarikh 30.3.1

30.3.1

The chargers were plunging and the heads of the riders falling.
The feet of the horses speeding and the heads of the riders bowling along.
Every spurt of blood which spirted from the body struck by an arrow,
Leapt without restraint like a man who leaps to avoid an arrow.
The arrow of every man who from stoutness of heart had an arm nerved for the fight, fitted accurately to the bow flew straight to the heart of the enemy's army.
And he who from faint-heartedness has lost command of his arms and legs, was running now to the water and now to the plain.
The king, the commander of the army, was urging on the charger of his fortune, and it galloped with him in drawing up his line, and planning the scheme of action.
The heavens turned Victory backwards seizing it by the hair,
Although Victory was speeding towards us having left the accursed (infidels).
[The infidels were expecting the coming of night, to take to flight.
Suddenly the scale of the balance turned against us].
What a night was that! when the sun had fallen from the sky!
And demons were hurling fire upon the earth, and the stars had fallen.
When nothing of day remained for that sun of fortune.
Some little daylight remained when the sun (of royalty) fell.
Although Husain of the famous Kerbela was in straits for want of water.
He was the Muhammad whose end came upon him in the water.