Bibi Fatima Zehra

Ya Fatima, Umme Abi Ha, Bint-E-Payambar, Khayrun-Nisaa, Ya Zehra, Ya Zehra

O Fatima, Mother of her Father, Daughter of the Prophet, Best of Women, O Zehra, O Zehra.

Tu Hai Siddiqa, Tu Tahira Aur Tuhi Shafi-E-Rawze Jazaa, Ay Meri Bibi, Waqt-E-Madad Hai, Har Matami Ke Dil Ke Sadaa Hai

You are the Truthful, the Pure, and you are the Intercessor on the Day of Judgment; O my Lady, it is the time for help, it is the cry of every mourner's heart.

Dast-E-Dua Ko Jab Bhi Uthaaya, Manga Hai Teri Chadar Ka Saya, (Ya Zehra) Waqt-E-Musibat Mei Har Hussaini Bas Naam Tera, Honto Pe Laaya, Ay Meri Bibi, Tang Dasht Hu Mei, Ye Kehke Daman Pheylaadiya Hai

Whenever I have raised my hands in prayer, I have asked for the shade of your veil; in times of calamity, every Hussaini has only brought your name to their lips; O my Lady, I am empty-handed, saying this, I have spread my cloak (to beg).

Wo Bibi Jiski Hai Ghaud Khali, Chawkhat Pe Teri Hai Wo Sawaali (Ya Zehra) Mujhko Bhi Dede Asghar Ka Sadqa Mene Tere Dar Se Lo Lagali, Ay Meri Bibi, Jin Godiyo Mei, Awlaad Hai Wo Teri Ata Hai

The lady whose lap is empty is a petitioner at your threshold; grant me the charity of Asghar, I have placed my hopes at your door; O my Lady, the laps that hold children, that is your gift.

Jo Maaye Behne Be Aasra Ho Farsh-E-Aza Par Mehwe Bukaa Ho (Ya Zehra) Tu Unke Pardo Ki Laaj Rakhiyo Jo Teri Zainab Ki Zakira Ho, Ay Meri Bibi, Zinda Rahe Wo, Bhaayi Jo Behno Ka Asra Hai

Those mothers and sisters who are helpless and are lost in weeping on the mourning carpet; protect the modesty of those who are the reciters of your Zainab's grief; O my Lady, may those brothers remain alive who are the support of their sisters.

Jo Tifl Rokar Parte Hai Noha, Har Aathwi Ko Bante Hai Saqqa (Ya Zehra) Har Roshni Ki Hai Ye Zamaanat, Mei Har Charaagh-E-Bazm-E-Aza, Ay Meri Bibi, Bujhne Na Paya, Awn-O-Muhammad Ka Wasta Hai

The children who weep and recite nohas, and on the eighth (of the month) become water-bearers; this is the guarantee of every light, I am every lamp of the mourning assembly; O my Lady, may it not be extinguished, for the sake of Awn and Muhammad.

Jo Apne Beto Ka Bhool Kar Gham, Karti Ho Tere, Akbar Ka Matam (Ya Zehra) Un Maao Ko Tu, De Sabr Bibi Wo Phir Na Dekhe Awlaad Ka Gham, Ay Meri Bibi, Us Maa Ko Koi Gham Na Ho Jisko Ye Gham Mila Hai

Those who forget the grief of their own sons to mourn your Akbar; grant those mothers patience, O Lady, so they may not see the grief of their children again; O my Lady, may that mother have no sorrow who has received this (your) grief.

Hai Yaad Abtak Purdard-E-Manzar Pyaase Ki Gardan, Zalim Ka Khanjar (Ya Zehra) Hum Tere Pyaase Bete Ka Sadqa Yu(n) Mangte Hai Farsh-E-Aza Par, Ay Meri Bibi, Abad Rakhna Wo Ghar Ke Jisme Farsh-E-Aza Hai

The painful scene is still remembered: the thirsty neck and the tyrant's dagger; we ask for the charity of your thirsty son on this mourning carpet; O my Lady, keep that house prosperous where there is a mourning carpet.

Shabbir Ki Wo Mazloom Dukhtar, Zindaan Se Jo, Na Jaa Saki Ghar (Ya Zehra) Sadqe Mei Uske, Ham Par Karam Kar, Bejurm-E-Qaydi Kehte Hai Rokar, Ay Meri Bibi, Ab Ye Aseeri Ho Khatm Abid Ka Wasta Hai

Shabbir's oppressed daughter, who could not return home from the prison; for her sake, show us mercy, the innocent prisoner says while weeping; O my Lady, may this captivity end now, for the sake of Abid.

"Irfan-O-Mazhar" Ye Chahate Hai, Miljaaye Hamko Bas Ye Sa'adaat (Ya Zehra) Jo Akhri Hai Hujjat Khuda Ki, Hojaaye Hamko Uski Ziyaraat, Ay Meri Bibi, Ye Baat Wo Hai, Jo Har Hussaini Ki Iltejaa Hai

Irfan and Mazhar desire this, that we may receive this blessing; that we may be granted the pilgrimage of the last Proof of God; O my Lady, this is the matter that is the plea of every Hussaini.