Aao Ek Kaam Kare

Jis Tarha Saniye Zehra Ne Ise Aam Kiya. Ik-e Zanjir-e Ki Jankar Ne Wo Kaam Kiya. Jis Tarha Se Shohada Ne Safar-e Shaam Kiya. Yani Nezo Se Bulandor Bhi Islam Kiya. Ham Isi Darse Qayadat Ki Ada Aam Kare. Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

Just as the second Zainab (Sani-e-Zehra) made this message universal, the clanking of a single chain achieved that task. Just as the martyrs undertook the journey to Shaam, meaning they elevated Islam even upon the spears. Let us make the practice of this lesson of leadership universal. (Who knows if you remain)

Ye Jo Majlis He Madawa Hay Har Ek Gham Ke Liye. Ek Sawghat He Ye Bidaye Purnam Ke Liye. Soze Dil Chahiya Tezib Muharram Ke Liye. Koyi Tafreeq-e Nahi Halkae Matam Ke Liye. Rone Walo Ke Liye Farsh-e Aza Aam Kare Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

This gathering is a remedy for every sorrow; it is a gift for the tearful eyes. The burning of the heart is required for the etiquette of Muharram. There is no discrimination in the circle of mourning. For those who weep, let us make the carpet of grief universal. (Who knows if you remain)

Ao Dekho Ke Ye Khayma Ye Alam Kiska Hai. Khoon Se Naam Ye Sehra Pe Rakam Kiska Ka Hai. Ab Bhi Tarik Se Aghe Ye Kadam Kiska Hai. Sari Duniya Ko Batade Ke Ye Gham Kiska Hai. Sari Duniya Ke Liye Gham Ki Fiza Aam Kare Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

Come, see whose tent and whose standard this is. Whose name is inscribed in blood upon this desert? Whose footsteps are still moving forward, beyond history? Let us tell the whole world whose grief this is. For the whole world, let us make the atmosphere of grief universal. (Who knows if you remain)

Tum Bhi Sine Me Ye Gham Leke Chalo Ham Bhi Chale. Tum Bhi Inkar-e Sitam Leke Chalo Ham Bhi Chale. Tum Bhi Hak Ka Ye Hasham Leke Chalo Ham Bhi Chale. Tum Bhi Ghazi Ka Alam Leke Chalo Ham Bhi Chale. Har Zamane Ke Liye Zikre Wafaa Aam Kare. Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

You too carry this grief in your hearts, as we do. You too carry the refusal of oppression, as we do. You too carry this majesty of the Truth, as we do. You too carry the standard of Ghazi (Abbas), as we do. For every era, let us make the remembrance of loyalty universal. (Who knows if you remain)

Aisa Ay Jaaz To Tarik-e Ne Dekha Na Suna. Jo Diya Noor Ke Hato Shabe Ashur Buja. Sab Shahido Ke Dilo Me Wo Diya Jake Jala. Aj Bhi Roshni Deta Hai Wohi Ek Diya. Har Andhere Me Wohi Ek Diya Aam Kare. Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

History has neither seen nor heard of such a miracle. The lamp that was extinguished by the hands of light on the night of Ashura, it went and ignited in the hearts of all the martyrs. Even today, that same lamp gives light. In every darkness, let us make that same lamp universal. (Who knows if you remain)

Bad Shabbir Ke Apne Bhi He Aghyaar Bhi Hai. Khandane Bani Hashim Bhi Hai Ansar Bhi Hai. Hurr Bhi Hai John Bhi Hai Akbaro Jarrar Bhi Hai. Jane Dene Ke Liye Subho Se Tayyar Bhi Hai. Aise Maktal Ki Fizaa Ko Ba Khuda Aam Kare. Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

After Shabbir (Hussain), there are both kin and strangers. There is the family of Bani Hashim and the companions too. There is Hurr, there is John, and there is Akbar and the brave ones. They are ready since morning to give their lives. By God, let us make the atmosphere of such a battlefield universal. (Who knows if you remain)

Kafela Rehgaya Ik Dashte Bala Me Pyasa. Jinki Miras Thi Kausar Unhe Pani Na Mila. Ye Sabile Unhe Pyaso Se Wafaa He Ba Khuda. Koi Pyaasa Na Rahe Thi Sakina Ki Dua. Har Zamin Par Ye Sakina Ki Dua Aam Kare. Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

The caravan remained thirsty in the desert of calamity. Those whose inheritance was Kausar (the heavenly spring) did not receive water. These water-stalls are, by God, a loyalty to those thirsty ones. That no one should remain thirsty was the prayer of Sakina. On every land, let us make this prayer of Sakina universal. (Who knows if you remain)

Rehnumaa Katle Huwa Katle Kayadat Na Hui. Ik Imam Or Bara Khatm-e Imamat Na Hui. Jisme Rondhe Gaye Pamal Shariat Na Hui. Chadare Chin Gayi Batil Ki Hukumat Na Hui. Ye Muhammad Ke Garane Ki Wafaa Aam Kare. Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

The leader was killed, but the leadership was not killed. One Imam was martyred, but the Imamate did not end. The one who was trampled upon did not let the Sharia be trampled. Veils were snatched away, but the rule of falsehood did not prevail. Let us make the loyalty of Muhammad's household universal. (Who knows if you remain)

Mere Mawla Mere Aka Ye Tera Gham Na Ruke. Kitne Tufaan Bhi Hilalaaye Magar Ham Na Ruke. Ay Azadar Ye Majlis Ye Muharram Na Ruke. Wakt-e Kitna Hi Badal Jaye Ye Matam Na Ruke. Ye Shahido Ka He Matam Ba Khuda Aam Kare. Kya Khabar Tum Na Raho

My Master, my Lord, may this grief of Yours never stop. No matter how many storms shake us, we will not stop. O mourner, may this gathering and this Muharram never stop. No matter how much time changes, may this mourning never stop. By God, let us make this mourning of the martyrs universal. (Who knows if you remain)