Chale Aao Baba
Irfan Haider
Bibi Sakina sits in the dark prison of Shaam, unable to sleep because she misses her father, Imam Hussain. She longs for his presence to comfort her in her loneliness.
(Chale Aao Baba, Chale Aao Baba, Mujhe Khaak Par Neend Aati Nahi Hai)
Come back, Father, come back, Father, I cannot sleep on this dust.
Chale Aao Baba (Chale Aao Baba, Chale Aao Baba, Chale Aao Baba)
Come back, Father (Come back, Father, come back, Father, come back, Father)
Sunaati Hai Mujhko Phuphijaan Kahaani, Karun Kya Magar Neend Aati Nahin Hai
Aunt tells me stories, but what can I do? I still cannot sleep.
Kaleje Mai Uthta Hai Ik Dard Aisa, Ke Jiske Liye Na Dawaa Na Dilaasa Mai Kal Tak Toh Sine Pe Soti Thi Baba, Yehi Soch Kar, Neend Aati NAhin Hai
A pain rises in my heart, for which there is no medicine or comfort. Until yesterday, I used to sleep on your chest, Father; thinking of this, I cannot sleep.
Huwaa Kyun Na Jaane Sitamgar Zamaana, Kabhi Gurkhiyan De Kabhi Taziyana Yehi Khauf Hai Jo Satata Hai Mujhko, Issi Baat Par, Neend Aati Nahin Hai
I don't know why the world has become so cruel, sometimes scolding me, sometimes threatening with whips. This is the fear that haunts me; because of this, I cannot sleep.
Rulaati Hai Mujhko Laeenon Ki Baatein, Guzarti Hai Aise Yateemi Ki Raatein Kahin Shimr Aakar Tamaache Na Maare, Hai Dil Mai Yeh Dar, Neend Aati Nahin Hai
The words of the wretched ones make me cry; these are the nights of an orphan. My heart fears that Shimr might come and strike me; with this fear, I cannot sleep.
Khabar Hai Yeh Mujhko Khataa Meri Kya Hai, Yehi Na Ke Jadd Mera Mushkil Kusha Hai Sunaaye Woh Mushkil Kusha Mujhko Lori, Unhe Do Khabar, Neend Aati Nahin Hai
I know what my fault is; it is only that my grandfather is the Remover of Difficulties (Mushkil Kusha). If only that Mushkil Kusha would sing me a lullaby; tell him, I cannot sleep.
Yateemi Ka Ehsaas Hii Ik Sitam Hai, Musalsal Tarapne Se Hoton Pe Gham Hai Agar Ab Yeh Zindaan Hii Ghar Hai Mera, Chale Aao Ghar, Neend Aati Nahin Hai
The realization of being an orphan is a cruelty in itself; my lips are parched from constant weeping. If this prison is now my home, then come home, Father; I cannot sleep.
Kabhi Maine Socha Nahin Tha Yeh Baba, Ke Tumse Bichhadkar Bhi Jeena Padhega Tumhaare Bina Hii Mujhe Ab Hai Jeena, Yehi Jaankar, Neend Aati Nahin Hai
I had never thought, Father, that I would have to live after being separated from you. Now I have to live without you; knowing this, I cannot sleep.
Phuphi Jaa(n) Se Aksar Suna Hai Yeh Noha, Tadapta Hai Ban Mai Shah-E-Dee(n) Ka Laasha Mere Paas Aajaao Maqtal Se Baba, Tumhe Bhi Agar, Neend Aati Nahin Hai
I have often heard this lament from my aunt, that the body of the King of Religion lies writhing in the desert. Come to me from the battlefield, Father, if you too cannot sleep.
Masaaeb Ne Yeh Haal Sab Ka Kiya Hai, Ke Din Raat Matam Hai Aaho Bukaa Hai Phuphi Ho Ke Sajjad Ho Ya Sakina, Kisi Ko Idhar, Neend Aati Nahin Hai
The tragedies have reduced everyone to this state, that day and night there is mourning and lamentation. Whether it is my aunt, Sajjad, or Sakina, no one here can sleep.
Yeh "Irfan-O-Mazhar" Ke Dil Ki Sadaa Hai, Jaha Shahzadi Ka Madfann Banaa Hai Hai Jisne Bhi Dekha Sitam Ka Wo Zindaan, Usse Umr Bhar, Neend Aati Nahin Hai
This is the cry of the hearts of Irfan and Mazhar, where the Princess's shrine has been built. Whoever has seen that prison of cruelty, they cannot sleep for the rest of their lives.
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