Akhri Lori
Shahid Baltistani
A mother sings a final lullaby to her thirsty baby before he is taken to the battlefield. She offers her greatest sacrifice to God.
Akhri Lori
The Final Lullaby
(Akhri Lori Hai Meri, Jaan Kar Bejaa(n) Hu Mei)
This is my final lullaby; knowing my life, I am lifeless.
Ay Khuda Taala Na Mujhko, Aazmaana Maa Hu(n) Mei
O God Almighty, do not test me; I am a mother.
Nanne Naane Haath Aur Pyaase Labo(n) Ko Chum Kar Mei Kaha Karti Thi Asghar, Ab Agar Jaaungi Ghar Mei Parhungi Teri Surat, Tu Kare Quraa(n) Hu Mei
Kissing your tiny hands and parched lips, I used to say, 'Asghar, if I return home, I will recite your countenance, for you are my Quran.'
Putliya(n) Ankho(n) Ki Meri, Tujhse Lay Kar Roshni Itni Roshan Hogayi Ke, Bheek Mange Chandni Ay Mere Mahtaab Aja, Muztar-O-Girya(n) Hu Mei
The pupils of my eyes took their light from you; they became so radiant that the moonlight begs for alms. O my moon, come to me; I am restless and weeping.
Akhri Shab Hai Sahar Is, Shab Ki Kya Dikhlaaye Rang Hay Munajate Khuda Ya(n), Us Taraf Tayyar Jang Tu Larenga Kis Tarha, Ada Say Yun Hayraa(n) Hu Mei
This is the final night; what colors will the dawn of this night show? There is prayer to God, and on that side, preparations for war. How will you fight? I am bewildered by this plight.
Nusrat-E-Shabbir To Karna Hai Tumko Bhi Magar Muskurahat Tere Lab Par, Aur Udhar Teer-O-Tabar Tujhpe Ay Nanne Mujahid, Isliye Qurbaan Hu Mei
You too must aid Shabbir, but there is a smile on your lips, while there are arrows and axes on the other side. O tiny warrior, I am sacrificed for you.
Sari Maae(n) Apni Qurbaani Karengi Pesh Kal Chaahti Hu Tu Idhar Maydaan Mei Aise Nikal Takay Mei Bhi Keh Saku Ik Askari Ki Maa(n) Hu Mei
All mothers will present their sacrifices tomorrow. I want you to emerge into the battlefield in such a way that I, too, may say, 'I am the mother of an Asghari.'
Dhyaan Bas Itna Rahe, Behr-E-Weera(n) Jaate Huwe Ik Qatre Paani Peeleena Jo Qismat Se Mile Ek Teri Tashna Dahani, Say Bohot Bejaa(n) Hu Mei
Just keep this in mind as you go to the desolate river: if fate allows, drink a drop of water. I am so lifeless because of your parched thirst.
Maa(n) Dua Karti Rahi "Rehan" Jhule Ke Qaree(n) Laaj Rukhio Madar-E-Asghar Ki Rabbul Alameen Meri Qurbani Hai Asghar, Be Sar-O-Samaa(n) Hu Mei
The mother kept praying, 'Rehan,' near the cradle: 'O Lord of the Worlds, preserve the honor of Asghar's mother. Asghar is my sacrifice; I am helpless and destitute.'
Guftagu Madar Ki Sunkar, Bezubaa(n) Kehne Laga, Kaisay So Jaon Main, Kay Sona Hai Zameen-E-Garm Par, Mei To Sojaaunga, Khakar Teer Kal Maydaan Mei, Haa(n) Magar Tum So Nahi Paaogi Amma, Umr Bhar
Hearing the mother's conversation, the voiceless one began to say: 'How can I sleep, for I must sleep on the hot ground? I will sleep after taking an arrow in the battlefield tomorrow, yes, but you, Mother, will not be able to sleep for the rest of your life.'
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