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Bazaar Agaya He

Irfan Haider

The captives of Karbala are brought to the crowded marketplace of the city. They face the gaze of strangers while mourning their lost loved ones.

NohaZindan Shaam

Bazaar Agaya He

The bazaar has arrived

Noke Sina Pe Farqe Burida Salam Le Ay Fatima Ke Qalbe Darida Salam Le Kya Tera Faisla He Behan Kya Kare Bata

Accept my salutations, O severed head upon the spear-point, Accept my salutations, O heart-broken son of Fatima. What is your decision? Tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

(Bazaar Agaya He, Behan Kya Kare Bata)

The bazaar has arrived; tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

Athara Bhaiyon Ki Behan Aur Berida Dekho Khare Hein Kitne Tamashaai Ja Baja Dil Roke Puchhta He, Behan Kya Kare Bata

The sister of eighteen brothers stands unveiled, Look at how many spectators are standing everywhere. My heart weeps and asks: tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

Khutbon Ki Tegh Saath He Aur Sabr Dhaal He Zakhmon Se Chur Chur Badan Dil Nidhal He Ye Meri Karbala He, Behan Kya Kare Bata

The sword of my sermons is with me, and patience is my shield, My body is crushed with wounds, my heart is exhausted. This is my Karbala; tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

Naaqon Pe Ehle Bayt Bhi Gham Ke Safeer Hein Pathhar He Taziyane Hein Neze Hein Teer Hein Zakhmon Ki Ye Dawa He, Behan Kya Kare Bata

The Ahlulbayt are on camels, ambassadors of grief, There are stones, whips, spears, and arrows. This is the remedy for my wounds; tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

Na Paak In Zabaanon Pe Ab Naam He Mera He Qafele Ka Karwan Ghairat Ka Ik Khuda Ye Gham Bohot Bara He, Behan Kya Kare Bata

My name is now on these impure tongues, The caravan of the captives is a testament to honor. This grief is immense; tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

Aankho(n) Se Kyu Na Ho Meri Seylaab-E-Gham Rawaa(n) Qaydi Rasool-E-Zaadiyaa(n), Sajjad Saarebaa(n) Sadmo(n) Ki Inteha Hai, Behan Kya Kare Bata

Why should a flood of grief not flow from my eyes? The captives are the descendants of the Prophet, with Sajjad as the leader. This is the limit of trauma; tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

Jana He Sar Khule Mujhe Darbaar Kuchh Bata Ey Karwane Dard Ke Salar Kuchh Bata Tu Zabt Ka Khuda He, Behan Kya Kare Bata

I have to go to the court unveiled, tell me something, O leader of the caravan of pain, tell me something. You are the master of endurance; tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

Nake Se Girgayi He Sakina Mere Hussain Kya Jaane Ab Kahan He Hazina Mere Hussain Anjaan Rasta He, Behan Kya Kare Bata

Sakina has fallen from the camel, my Hussain, Who knows where the grieving one is now, my Hussain? The path is unknown; tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

Darbaar Aaraha He Behan Kya Kare Bata Kulsum Ham Nawa He Behan Kya Kare Bata Har Zakhm Puchhta He, Behan Kya Kare Bata

The court is approaching; tell me, brother, what should your sister do? Kulsum is with me in lamentation; tell me, brother, what should your sister do? Every wound asks: tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

"Irfan" Dard He Tujhe Aur Gham Se Agahi Likhti Kitabe Ranjo Alam "Mazhar Abdi" Aur Naam Ye Rakha He, Behan Kya Kare Bata

"Irfan," you possess pain and awareness of grief, Mazhar Abdi writes the book of sorrow and suffering, And has named it: Tell me, brother, what should your sister do?

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