Aao Abbas
Shahid Baltistani · 2017
Imam Hussain calls out to his brother Abbas from the battlefield, asking him to come to his side during his final moments.
Ya Hussain, Ya Hussain Ya Kashif Al Karbe..Ya Akhee Abbas Ya Abbas, Shah Abbas, Ya Abbas
O Hussain, O Hussain O Remover of Grief... O my brother Abbas O Abbas, King Abbas, O Abbas
Zere Khanjar Kaha Mazloom Ne Aao, Aao Abbas
Beneath the dagger, the Oppressed one said Come, come Abbas
Shimr Sar Kaatne Wala Hai Bachao, Bachao Abbas
Shimr is about to sever my head Save me, save me, Abbas
Karb Shabbir Ke Chehre Se Hatane Wale Aye Mujhe Ranj O Musibat Se Chudane Wale Aaj Phir Farz Wahi Apna Nibhao, Nibhao Abbas
O you who remove grief from the face of Shabbir O you who free me from sorrow and calamity Today, once again, that same duty of yours Fulfill, fulfill, Abbas
Saamne Bachho Ke Aisa Bhi Kabhi Hota Hia Aisi Gustakhi Ye Karta Hai Ke Dil Rota Hai Shimr Se Aake Meri Zulfein Chhudao, Chhudao Abbas
Does such a thing ever happen in front of children? He commits such insolence that the heart weeps Come and free my hair from Shimr's grasp Free me, free me, Abbas
Kabhi Khanjar Ye Dikhata Hai Kabhi Hasta Hai Rakh Ke Qur'aan Pe Zaanu Ye Laee'n Baitha Hai Kaun Hu Mai Ye Ise Yaad Dilao, Dilao Abbas
Sometimes he shows the dagger, sometimes he laughs Placing his knee upon the Quran, this accursed one sits Remind him of who I am Remind him, remind him, Abbas
Usko Karta Hu Ishare Nahi Jaati Bachhi Minnatein Karti Hai Qatil Ki Hamari Beti Mere Pehlu Se Sakina Ko Uthao, Uthao Abbas
I signal to her, but the child does not go Our daughter pleads with the killer Remove Sakina from my side Remove her, remove her, Abbas
Do Sadaa Aaye Na Maqtal Mein Meri Maa Jayi Mujh Se Is Pyaas Mein Bola Nahi Jaata Bhai Meri Awaaz Me Awaaz Milao, Milao Abbas
Why does no call come from the battlefield, O sister (born of my mother)? In this thirst, I cannot speak, brother Join your voice with mine Join it, join it, Abbas
Jeeteji Ehle Harm Jaa'n Se Guzar Jayenge Zibha Hote Hue Dekhenge To Marr Jayenge Uth Ke Parda Dar E Khaima Ka Girao, Girao Abbas
The family of the Prophet will die while still alive They will die if they see me being slaughtered Rise and drop the curtain of the tent Drop it, drop it, Abbas
Sar Qalam Ho Mera Mujhko Hai Gawara Bhaiyya Un Ko Zakhm Aaye Ye Bardasht Na Hoga Bhaiyya Haath Garden Se Meri Maa Ke Hatao, Hatao Abbas
It is acceptable to me, brother, that my head be severed But that they receive wounds, this I cannot bear, brother Remove the hands from the neck of my mother Remove them, remove them, Abbas
Be Rida Dasht Mein Hojaye Na Meri Hamsheer Aakhri Baat Hai Phir Kuch Na Kahega Shabbir Le Ke Zainab Ko Madine Chale Jao, Chale Jao Abbas
May my sister not be left unveiled in the desert This is my final word, then Shabbir will say nothing more Take Zainab and go to Medina Go, go, Abbas
Laasha Ek Neher Pe Uth'ta Tha Kabhi Girta Tha Ibn E Zehra Jo Takallum Ye Sada Deta Hai Akhri Waqt Hai Yaseen Sunao, Sunao Abbas
A body was rising and falling on the bank of the river The son of Zahra, Takallum, gives this call It is the final moment, recite Yaseen Recite it, recite it, Abbas
Ya Kashif Al Karbe..Ya Akhee Abbas
O Remover of Grief... O my brother Abbas
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