Bich Gaya Farsh e Aza
Safdar Abbas · 2012
The moon of Muharram rises and the world begins to mourn for Imam Hussain. People gather in black clothes to remember his sacrifice.
Bich Gaya Farsh E Aza, Hogaya Matam Bapa
The carpet of mourning has been laid, the lamentation has begun.
Aati Hai Dil Se Sadaa, Haye Shahe Karbala Karte Hai Matam Tera, Haye Qateel E Jafa Chand Falak Par Dikha, Aagaya Maah E Aza
A cry rises from the heart: 'Alas, O King of Karbala!' We mourn for you, O victim of cruelty. The moon has appeared in the sky; the month of mourning has arrived.
Phir Safe Bich Gayi Matam Ki Sada Goonj Uthi Naam Lene Se Mere Dil Ko Aata Hai Chayn Ya Hussain Ya Hussain Ya Aba Abdillah
The rows are laid out again, the sound of mourning echoes. My heart finds peace only in taking Your name. O Hussain, O Hussain, O Aba Abdillah.
Chaar Janib Se Julooso Ki Sabeelo Ki Feza Aaj Ghar Ghar Me Aza Khana Saja Hai Maula Saari Duniya Mein Bapa Hogaya Matam Tera
From all sides, the atmosphere is filled with processions and water stations. Today, in every home, a house of mourning is adorned, O Master. In the entire world, your lamentation has begun.
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
Saal Bhar Ghum Mein Tere Yu'n Bhi Nahi Dil Ko Chayn Chand Dekha Jo Moharram Ka Utha Shoro Shayn Sab Azadaro Ke Lab Par Hai Buka Haye Hussain
Throughout the year, my heart finds no peace in your grief. When the moon of Muharram was sighted, a clamor arose. On the lips of all mourners is the cry: 'Alas, Hussain!'
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
Madar E Madar E Paak Am Deeda Chaun Seena E Chaak Am Lab Kuni Girya Bakatam Ma Azaadare Hussaini Migar Shaheed Shabe In Ba Asmaane Wafa Surate Nareed Shabe In
I am the mourner of the pure mother (Fatima), With tearful eyes and a torn heart. My lips are weeping, my throat is choked. I am a mourner of Hussain, even if I were to be martyred tonight, In the sky of loyalty, I would be like a shining star tonight.
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
Ruhe Ghum Deeda E Maara Dile Shueeda E Maara Binigar Deeda E Maara Hamesha Dar Ghume Karbobala Kunad Noha Hamesha Matame Shabbir Mee Kunad Barpa
The soul of our grief-stricken eyes, Our bewildered heart, Look at our tearful eyes. Always, in the grief of Karbala, it laments, Always, it establishes the mourning of Shabbir (Hussain).
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
Mere Maula Meri Har Saans Tere Ghum Pe Nisaar Hai Hawa Sog Me Dube Huwe Parcham Pe Nisaar Hai Tere Maatami Maula Tere Maatam Pe Nisaar
My Master, every breath of mine is sacrificed for your grief. The air is sacrificed for the flag drowned in mourning. O Master, your mourner is sacrificed for your lamentation.
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
Haye Yeh Chashme Tasawwur Jo Gayi Karbobala Tere Gardan Pe Jo Chalta Huwa Khanjar Dekha Khaak Udate Hai Isi Ghum Me Sabhi Ehle Aza
Alas, when the eye of my imagination went to Karbala, And saw the dagger moving across your neck, All the mourners began to throw dust (in grief) for this very sorrow.
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
Zikre Au Manzile Maa Hast Matamaz Hasile Maa Hast Game Au Dar Dile Maa Hast Rozo Shabbar Dile Ma Hast Justujoobe Hussain Salamo Aasi Biya Karavi Matoobe Hussain
His remembrance is our destination, His mourning is our achievement, His grief is in our hearts. Day and night, our heart is in search of Hussain, Peace be upon the sinner who comes to perform the mourning of Hussain.
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
Dile Man Fajlaye Hay Shaas Be Kun Tu Aadayi Baayaas Bazere Parcham E Abbas Take Jaun Aste Biya Mikuni Madaye Hussain Binigar Hardu Zama Hast Dar Nawaye Hussain
My heart is filled with his love, Perform the mourning with despair, Under the flag of Abbas. As long as there is life, continue to praise Hussain, Look, both worlds are in the lamentation of Hussain.
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
Jab Bhi Tere Pyaas Pe Mazhar Ne Likha Haaye Hussain Maine Rote Huwe Safdar Yeh Kaha Haaye Hussain Yoon Laga Saare Jahaan Me Hain Sada Haaye Hussain
Whenever Mazhar wrote of your thirst, saying 'Alas, Hussain', I, Safdar, said while weeping, 'Alas, Hussain', It felt as if the entire world was echoing the cry, 'Alas, Hussain'.
Zebe Tan Kaale Libaas Sab Ke Chehre Hai Udaas Ranj O Ghum Hasrat O Yaas
Black clothes adorn the body, Everyone's face is sad, Filled with grief, sorrow, longing, and despair.
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