Abbas Bohot Dushwari Hai
Ameer Hasan Aamir
Bibi Zainab calls out to her brother Abbas in her grief as the captives are taken away in chains. She describes the suffering of the family after the battle.
Abbas Bohot Dushwari Hai, Abbas Bohot Dushwari Hai
Abbas, it is very difficult, Abbas, it is very difficult.
Mera Abbas Bhaiyya Abbas, Mera Abbas Bhaiyya Abbas.
My Abbas, brother Abbas, my Abbas, brother Abbas.
Zainab Ne Kaha Rokar Bhayya Sar Khulne Ki Tayyari Hai,
Zainab said while weeping, 'Brother, the preparations for my veil being snatched away are underway.'
Badhta Hai Meri Janib Lashkar Aa Jaldi Aa Dar Taari Hai
The army advances toward me, come quickly, fear has taken hold.
1- Aakhir Me Karoo’n Ky Batla De..koi Rah To Mujhko Dikhla De Aisa Na Ho Mujhpar Dhaye’n Sitam..me Kon Hoon Inko Samjha De Sunti Hoo’n Ke Teri Darya Par *2, Is Waqt Alambardari Hai.
Tell me, what should I do in the end? Show me some path. Lest they unleash tyranny upon me, tell them who I am. I hear that at the river, you are currently holding the standard.
2- Kyun Leta Nahi Hai Meri Khabar..me Ho Gaein Hoo’n Ghar Se Be Ghar Darti Hoo’n Na Chhin Jaye Chadar..hai Dekh Qayamat Ka Manzar Kyun Karta Nahi Imdaad Meri *2, Kya Baat Hai Jo Be Zaari Hai
Why do you not inquire about me? I have become homeless. I fear my veil will be snatched away; behold the scene of Doomsday. Why do you not come to my aid? What is the matter that you are so detached?
3- Kya Isse Bada Bhi Hoga Sitam…ab Nargha E Aada Me Hain Ham Saanse’n Hain Gale Me Atki Hui Lagta Hai Nikal Jayega Dam Karti Hai Sakina Yaad Tujhe *2, Ghabraei Hui Bechari Hai
Could there be a greater tyranny than this? We are now surrounded by enemies. Our breaths are stuck in our throats; it feels as if our lives will depart. Sakina remembers you, the poor, terrified child.
4- Khemo Ko Jalaya Jaata Hai..be Jurm Sataya Jaata Hai Aa Dekh Mere Ghazi Qaidi…aabid Ko Banaya Jaata Hai Pehnate Hain Zalim Zanjeere’n *2, Aur Tauq Gale Me Bhaari Hai
The tents are being burned, we are being persecuted without crime. Come and see, my Ghazi, Abid is being made a prisoner. The tyrants are putting on chains, and the heavy iron collar is around his neck.
5- Aise Me Kare Kya Teri Bahan…bandhti Hai Mere Shano Me Rasan Kis Tarha Rakhoo’n Dil Par Qabu..kis Tarha Karoo’n Ye Zulm Sahan Ghairat Se Mera Phatta Hai Jigar *2, Saanso’n Me Bhi Aaho Zaari Hai
In such a state, what can your sister do? A rope is being tied around my shoulders. How can I control my heart? How can I endure this tyranny? My heart is bursting with shame, and even in my breaths, there is only lamentation.
6- Kistarha Jiye’n Naazo’n Ke Pale..hain Aik Rasan Me 12 Gale Haste Hain Meri Ghurbat Pe Laee’n..din Ye Bhi Meri Taqdeer Me The Zinda Mujhe Bhayya Rakkhe Huye *2, Is Waqt Meri Khuddari Hai
How can those raised in luxury live? Twelve necks are tied in one rope. The cursed ones laugh at my destitution; were these days also in my destiny? Brother, it is my self-respect that is keeping me alive right now.
7- Kodo’n Pe Me Kode Khaati Hoo’n…aur Kuchh Bhi Nahi Keh Paati Hoo’n Jab Dekhti Hoo’n Nezo’n Pe Sar…dil Tham Ke Bas Reh Jaati Hoo’n Hote Hai Musalsal Zulm O Sitam *2, Ghurbat Ka Safar Bhi Jaari Hai
I am receiving lashes while on the camels, and I cannot say anything else. When I see the heads on the spears, I just hold my heart and remain silent. The tyranny and oppression are continuous, and the journey of destitution continues.
8- Ey Tishna Jigar Ey Tishna Dahaa’n..ey Shere Ghaznfar Raahat E Jaa’n Itna To Bata De Zainab Ko Manzil Hai Kaha’n Jana Hai Kaha’n Bithhlate Hain Zalim Naaqe Par *2 Kis Zulm Ki Ye Tayyari Hai
O thirsty-hearted one, O thirsty-lipped one, O lion of the brave, comfort of my soul. Just tell Zainab, where is the destination, where are we to go? The tyrants are making us sit on the camels; what preparation for tyranny is this?
9- Asif Jo Sukhan Zainab Ke SUNE..Abbas Labe Darya Tadpe Shabbir Ka Sar Roya Aamir..aankho’n Ko Na Khola Ghazi Ne .. Kehti Rahi Khahar Ro Rokar *2 Imdaad Ko Aa Laachari Hai
Asif, when Abbas heard the words of Zainab, he writhed on the riverbank. Amir, the head of Shabbir wept, but Ghazi did not open his eyes. The sister kept saying while weeping, 'Come to my aid, I am helpless.'
Mera Abbas Bhaiyya Abbas, Mera Abbas Bhaiyya Abbas.
My Abbas, brother Abbas, my Abbas, brother Abbas.
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