Asghar Tera Jhula
Irfan Haider
A mother and sister mourn beside the empty cradle of baby Ali Asghar in the desert of Karbala. They remember his thirst and his gentle presence that is now gone.
Asghar Tera Jhula
Asghar, your cradle
Veeran Aagosh-E-Madar Veeran Dil Sakina Ka Kahymo(n) Ki Tarha Hai Veeran
Desolate is the mother's embrace, Desolate is Sakina's heart, Like the tents, it is desolate.
Ansu Bahaaye Kaise Jhulaye Bali Sakina Haay
Shedding tears, How can she rock the cradle, Young Sakina, alas.
Jalti Zamee(n) Par, Tu Soraha Hai (Furqat Mei Teri, Dil Roraha Hai) Roti Hai Madar Roti Hai Khwaahar Karta Hai Noha Haay
You are sleeping on the burning ground, (In your separation, the heart is weeping), The mother is crying, The sister is crying, Lamenting, alas.
Suna Hai Jangal, Suni Hai Godi (Zakhm-E-Judaayi, Degaya Tu Bhi) Veeran Dil Hai Veeran Khayma Ye Kehke Roya Haay
The jungle is desolate, the lap is empty, (You too have left a wound of separation), The heart is desolate, The tent is desolate, Saying this, he wept, alas.
Aa Mere Jaani, Aagaya Pani (Aja Mita Du, Tashnadahani) Kuza Uthakar Rowi Sakina Jaise Hi Dekha Haay
Come my beloved, the water has arrived, (Come, let me quench your thirst), Lifting the water-skin, Sakina wept, As soon as she saw, alas.
Tera Humakna, Yaad Aaraha Hai (Madar Ke Dil Ko, Tarpa Raha Hai) Thaam Ke Royi Jhule Ki Dori Khali Jo Laaya Haay
Your playful movements are being remembered, (They are tormenting the mother's heart), She held and wept, At the cradle's rope, When he brought it back empty, alas.
Maqtal Mei Tujhko, Kya Neend Ayi (Kisne Waha Par, Lori Sunaayi) Kal Tak Thi Jhula Aagosh-E-Madar Aaj Ye Sehra Haay
What kind of sleep has come to you in the battlefield, (Who sang a lullaby to you there?) Until yesterday there was a cradle, And the mother's embrace, Today, it is this desert, alas.
Nazdeek Jakar, Jhule Ke Madar (Kok Jali Ye, Kehti Hai Rokar) Jaawu Kaha(n) Mei Saare Jahaa(n) Mei Hai Meri Duniya Haay
Going near the cradle, the mother, (Her burning womb says, while weeping), Where should I go, In the whole world, You are my world, alas.
Ankho(n) Mei Dajna Hai Ansuwo(n) Ka (Lab Pe Bukaa Hai, Dil Matami Hai) Hai Aza Khaana Dil Teri Maa Ka Aur Isme Beta Haay
In the eyes, there is a burning of tears, (On the lips is lamentation, the heart is in mourning), A house of mourning is, The heart of your mother, And in it is the son, alas.
Maa Ki Fugha(n) Ka, Lori Samajh Kar (Ay Mere Bache, Aja Palat Kar) Kethi Hai Madar Hoti Zabaa(n) Gar Tujhko Bulaata Haay
Taking the mother's cries as a lullaby, (O my child, come back), The mother says, If only I had a tongue (to speak), It calls out to you, alas.
Baab-Ul-Hawaa'ij, Ay Maula Asghar (Kehte Hai Sab Se, Irfan-O-Mazhar) Paayi Duaaye(n) Usme Ali Se Jisne Uthaaya
O Gate of Needs, O Master Asghar, (Irfan and Mazhar tell everyone), He received prayers, From Ali (in that), Whoever lifted him up.
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