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Ay Raat Na Dhalna

Ay Raat Na Dhalna

Nasir Zaidi · 2009

Bibi Zainab begs the night not to end because she knows the morning will bring the tragedy of Karbala and the loss of her loved ones.

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Ay Raat Na Dhalna Ke Ujad Jayegi Zainab

O night, do not fade, for Zainab will be devastated.

Bhai Se Dam E Subho Bichad Jayegi Zainab

At the break of dawn, Zainab will be separated from her brother.

Sone De Sakina Ko Ke Phir So Na Sakegi Rona Bhi Jo Chaahegi To Phir Ro Na Sakegi Asghar Se Mulakaat To Phir Ho Na Sakegi

Let Sakina sleep, for she will not be able to sleep again. Even if she wishes to weep, she will not be able to weep again. And meeting with Asghar will never happen again.

Ghabraye Huye Laal Hai Sehmi Hui Maa'ein Jee Bhar Ke Mai De Doon Ali Akbar Ko Duayein Lena Hai Abhi Aun O Mohamad Ki Balayein

The children are anxious, the mothers are terrified. Let me pray for Ali Akbar to my heart's content; I still have to take the afflictions upon myself for Aun and Muhammad.

Ay Raat Bikhar Ja Tere Bas May Hai Jahan Tak Mit Jayenge Kal Aal-E-Payambar Ke Nishan Tak Baaqi Hai Ye Manzar Ali Akbar Ki Azan Tak

O night, spread as far as you have power. By tomorrow, even the traces of the Prophet's family will be erased. This scene remains only until Ali Akbar's Adhan.

Har Chand Ke Bachon Ki Abhi Pyaas Hai Baaqi Kuch Aankh May Hasrat Hai To Kuch Aas Hai Baaqi Lekin Mera Bhai Mera Abbas Hai Baaqi

Although the children's thirst still remains, and there is longing in their eyes along with some hope, yet my brother, my Abbas, still remains.

Baaqi Hai Abhi Aal-E-Mohamed Ka Safina Beti Ke Sulaane Ko Hai Shabbir Ka Seena Jhoola Ali Asghar Ka Jhulaati Hai Sakina

The ark of the family of Muhammad still remains. Shabbir's chest is there to lull his daughter to sleep, and Sakina is rocking the cradle of Ali Asghar.

Kal Kaun Sunega Ye Meri Aah-O-Buka Bhi Hoga Tahe Khanjar Mere Bhai Ka Gala Bhi Qaima To Kuja Sar Pe Na Hogi Ye Rida Bhi

Tomorrow, who will even hear my cries and lamentations? My brother's throat will be under the dagger. Forget the tent, even this veil will not remain on my head.

Ay Raat Ghadi Bhar Ko Tu Rehne De Sakoon May Ghir Jayenge Nasir Mere Aada Ki Safon May Ye Chand Se Chehre To Naha Jayenge Khoon May

O night, let there be peace for just a little while. My helpers will be surrounded by the ranks of my enemies, and these moon-like faces will be bathed in blood.

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