Bazare Shaam Aagaya

Dashte Bala Ko Chor Kar Khake Shifa Ko Od Kar Ay Faqre Kibriya Suno Kehti Hoon Hath Jodh Kar Kaise Chalegi Maa Ay Mere Noujawan

Leaving behind the desert of calamity, wrapped in the dust of healing (Karbala), O pride of the Almighty, listen, I plead with folded hands, How will your mother walk on, O my young son?

Qismat Ki Paasban Hai Wo Khairunnisa Ki Jaan Hai Wo Ghurbath Ki Intehaan Hui Ghairon Ke Darmiyan Hai Wo Shazadiye Jina Sehti Hai Saqtiyaan

She is the guardian of destiny, she is the soul of the best of women (Fatima), The extremity of exile has been reached, she is amidst strangers, The Princess of Paradise endures such hardships.

Qatil Tera Mere Pisar Sajjad Ka Hai Humsafar Kam To Nahi Hai Ye Sitam Sehta Raha Hai Wo Magar Kaise Sahe Bhala Bemaar Saar Baan

Your killer, my son, is the traveling companion of Sajjad, This cruelty is no small thing, yet he has continued to endure it, But how can the ailing one bear this, with his head bowed?

Maine Suni Hai Ye Sada Kehte Hai Shaam May Sabhi Badla Ali Ka Lenge Hum Binte Ali Se Aaj Hi Pathar Se Hai Bhari Logon Ki Jholiyaan

I have heard this cry, everyone in Shaam is saying, 'We will take revenge for Ali from the daughter of Ali today', The people's laps are heavy with stones.

Na-Mehrumo Ki Bheed May Uth-Thi Nahi Nazar Meri Abbas Ki Kasam Nahi Tashnalabi Ka Gham Koi Dukh Hai Ye Meri Jaan Sehmi Hai Bibiyaan

In the crowd of strangers, my eyes cannot lift, I swear by Abbas, there is no grief of thirst anymore, The pain is this, my soul, that the ladies are terrified.

Paala Hai Jisne Umr Bhar Akbar Tujhe Hijab May Ghazi Ke Saamne Bhi Wo Beta Rahi Naqaab May Ghairon May Berida Jaati Hai Allama

The one who raised you, Akbar, in modesty your whole life, Even before Ghazi, she remained behind the veil, Now she goes unveiled among strangers, O Allama.

Noke Sina Ko Dekh-Kar Yawar Ye Keh Rahi Thi Maa Aa Dekh Tu Bhi Noujawan Maadar Ka Apni Imtehan Aankhen Na Band Kar Ghairath Se Aasman

Seeing the spear-tip, Yawar, the mother was saying this, 'Come and see, my young son, your mother's trial', Do not close your eyes, O sky, out of shame.