Aa Ali Asghar

Jhoola Jhulaun Lori Sunaun, Doodh Pilaun Aa Mere Asghar Mere Mujahid Mere Sipahi, Khatm Huvi Maidaan May Ladaai Ghar Ko Sidharo Maa Ko Pukaro, Mai Chain Paaun Aa Mere Asghar

I would rock your cradle, sing you lullabies, and feed you milk, come to me, my Asghar. My warrior, my soldier, the battle on the field has ended. Return home and call out to your mother, so I may find peace, come to me, my Asghar.

Yaad Aa Rahi Hai Masoom Baatein, Din May Sukun Hai Bechain Raate Ji Na Sakungi Roti Rahungi, Aansu Bahao Aa Mere Asghar

I remember your innocent words; there is peace in the day, but restless nights. I will not be able to live, I will keep weeping, shed your tears, come to me, my Asghar.

Pooch Rahi Hai Bali Sakina, Kyon Nahi Aaya Laut Ke Bhaiya Tu Hi Batade Maidan Se Aake, Mai Kya Bataun Aa Mere Asghar

Little Sakina is asking, 'Why hasn't my brother returned?' You tell me yourself, having come from the battlefield; what am I to tell her? Come to me, my Asghar.

Pehre Huve Hai Shaam Ke Saaye, Ab To Parinde Bhi Laut Aaye Mai Ro Rahi Hoo Jaan Kho Rahi Hoo, Tujko Sulaaun Aa Mere Asghar

The shadows of evening have descended, even the birds have returned home now. I am weeping, I am losing my life; I want to put you to sleep, come to me, my Asghar.

Zakhmi Gala Aur Pyaas Ki Shiddat, Hoti To Hogi Maa Ki Zuroorat Tu Jo Pukare Dil Ke Sahare, Mai Daudi Aaun Aa Mere Asghar

Your wounded throat and the intensity of your thirst—you must be needing your mother. If you call out from the depths of your heart, I will come running, come to me, my Asghar.

Mehsoos Mujko Ye Ho Raha Hai, Jaise Ke Jhoola Bhi Ro Raha Hai Ay Mere Beta Ye Rota Jhoola, Kaise Jhulaaun Aa Mere Asghar

I feel as though even the cradle is weeping. O my son, this weeping cradle—how am I to rock it? Come to me, my Asghar.

Pyaas Bujhaane Nehr Kanare, Jab Se Gaye Ho Ay Mere Pyare Dar Sa Laga Hai Dil Doobta Hai, Palkein Bichaaun Aa Mere Asghar Makhtal Se Aayi Kaisi Khabar Hai, Kurta Lahoo Se Sab Tera Tar Hai Teer Laga Hai Zakhmi Gala Hai, Mai Mar Na Jaaun Aa Mere Asghar

Ever since you went to the riverbank to quench your thirst, my beloved, I have been afraid, my heart is sinking; I lay my eyelashes (in wait) for you, come to me, my Asghar. What news has come from the slaughterhouse? Your shirt is soaked in blood. An arrow has struck, your throat is wounded; I might die, come to me, my Asghar.

Rehaan-O-Sarwar Banu Ke Lab Par, Ek Sada Thi Ay Mere Asghar Sooni Hai Jungal Hai Gham Ka Badal Tujko Chupaun Aa Mere Asghar

On the lips of Banu, Rehan and Sarwar, there was one cry: 'O my Asghar, the jungle is desolate, there is a cloud of grief; I want to hide you, come to me, my Asghar.'