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Aa Mere Asghar

Irfan Haider

A grieving mother calls out to her infant son, Ali Asghar, mourning his tragic loss and the unbearable pain of his absence.

NohaShahadat Ali Asghar
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Aa Mere Asghar

Come, my Asghar

Jhoola Jhulaun Lori Sunaun Aa Mere Asghar

I want to rock your cradle and sing you a lullaby, come my Asghar

Teri Judaai Maar Gayi Hai Maa Ki Umeedein Toot Gayi Hai Tujhko Jo Paaun Dil Se Lagaun

The pain of your separation has killed me A mother's hopes have been shattered If I could find you, I would hold you to my heart

Kaise Sahun Ye Zakhme Judaai Teer Se Tu Ne Pyaas Bujhayi Ashk Pilaun Pyaas Bujhaun

How can I bear this wound of separation? You quenched your thirst with an arrow I wish to feed you my tears and quench your thirst

Mil Bhi Gaya Agar Pani Meri Jaan Kaise Piyegi Baali Sakina Pani Jo Paaun Tujhko Pilaun

Even if I were to find water, my life, How would little Sakina drink it? If I could find water, I would give it to you

Tu Hi Bata Ay Mere Gule Tar Dhoonde Kahan Ye Maadar E Muztar Maidan Mein Aaun Darya Pe Jaaun

You tell me, oh my fresh flower, Where should this restless mother search for you? Should I come to the battlefield, or go to the riverbank?

Koi Khushi Ab Raas Nahi Hai Lakhte Jigar Jo Paas Nahi Hai Paas Bulaun Neer Bahaun

No happiness suits me anymore, Since the piece of my heart is not by my side, I call you near and shed tears

Saaye Mein Kaise Jayegi Maadar Teri Lehad Hai Dhoop Mein Asghar Saaye Mein Jaaun Mai Mar Na Jaaun

How can a mother go into the shade? Your grave is in the scorching sun, Asghar, Should I go into the shade, or should I die?

Koi Khushi Ka Din Bhi Na Aaya Laal Mere Tu Khoon Mein Nahaya Qaima Sajaun Mannat Badhaun

Not a single day of happiness ever came, My beloved son, you were bathed in blood, I wish to decorate the tent and fulfill my vows

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