Aaj Baghdad Main Koi Qaidi
Mir Hasan Mir · 2020
A prisoner is finally released from a dark jail in Baghdad. His body lies on a bridge for all to see.
Aj Baghdad Mai Koi Qaidi,hogaya Hai Riha Raza Maula Pul Pe Tere Gareeb Baba Ka,hai Janaza Rakha Raza Maula
Today, a prisoner in Baghdad has been released, O Master Raza. On the bridge, the funeral bier of your poor father has been placed, O Master Raza.
Tere Baba Ka Zakhmi Lasha,baghdad Ke Pul Per Rakha Hai Ya Imam Raza,ya Imam Raza,ya Imam Raza
Your father's wounded body lies upon the bridge of Baghdad. O Imam Raza, O Imam Raza, O Imam Raza.
Ik Bibi Sirhane Bethi Hai,kis Ne Jane Use Khabar Ki Hai Hath Pehlu Pe Apne Rakhe Hue Aayi Hai Fatima Raza Maula
A lady sits at his head; who knows who informed her? With her hand placed upon her side, Fatima has come, O Master Raza.
Raat Se Pul Pe Lasha Rakha Hai Jo Guzarta Hai Us Pe Hansta Hai Be Basi Per Tumhare Baba Ki,ro Rahi Hai Qaza Raza Maula
The body has lain on the bridge since nightfall, and whoever passes by mocks it. At the helplessness of your father, even Death itself is weeping, O Master Raza.
Haal Ache Nahi Hai Mayat Ke,aaja Aijaz Se Imamat Ke Shehr e Baghdad Se Madine Ka Hai Bohat Fasla Raza Maula
The condition of the funeral bier is not good; come, O miracle of the Imamate. From the city of Baghdad to Medina, the distance is vast, O Master Raza.
Ik Manadi Nida Ye Deta Hai,rafizyon Ka Maula Maara Gaya Aaj Aulad Per Muhammad Ki Waqt Kiya Agaya Raza Maula
A herald proclaims: 'The master of the Rafidis has been killed.' What a time has befallen the progeny of Muhammad today, O Master Raza.
Kabhi Dadi Ko Yaad Kerta Tha,kabhi Beti Ko Yaad Kerta Tha Waqt e Akhir Tha Us Ke Honton Per,Fatima Fatima Raza Maula
Sometimes he remembered his grandmother, sometimes he remembered his daughter. At his final moment, upon his lips was 'Fatima, Fatima', O Master Raza.
Qaid Khane Se Pul Talaq Us Ko,chand Mazdoor Le Ke Aye Hain Beriyon Ke Nishan Gurbat Ka,de Rahe Hai Pata Raza Maula
From the prison to the bridge, a few laborers have brought him. The marks of the shackles are giving witness to his misery, O Master Raza.
Touq Gardab Ka Paon Ki Beri,yeh Taqallum Sadain Dete Hain Inna Lillah Parh Ke Baba Ka,ab Janaza Utha Raza Maula
The iron collar around his neck, the shackles on his feet—these are the cries that Taqallum gives. Reciting 'Inna Lillah', now lift your father's funeral bier, O Master Raza.
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