Chaliye Madina

Hogaya Chehlum, Kar Chuki Matam. Zindagi Bhar Hai, Ab To Muharram Are Taaba Qayaamat, Ab Hai Tarap Ne. Chaliye Phupi Amaa Watan Chaliye Madina.

The Chehlum has passed, the mourning is done. Now, for the rest of life, it is Muharram. Until the Day of Judgment, there is only anguish. Let us go, Aunt, let us go home to Medina.

Ban Gayi Kabre, Nazre Dilaadi. Ashko Ki Chadar, Sab Ko Urhaa Di Gar Chalo Ab To, Ji Khol Ke Rona. Chaliye Phupi Amaa Watan Chaliye Madina.

The graves are made, the offerings are given. A shroud of tears has been draped over everyone. If we leave now, we can weep with open hearts. Let us go, Aunt, let us go home to Medina.

Ay Phupi Amaa, Hogi Qayaamat. Puch-E Jo Baba, Ham Se Barikkat Are Kyu Nahi Ayi Bali Sakina. Chaliye Phupi Amaa Watan Chaliye Madina.

Oh Aunt, it will be a Day of Judgment. If my father asks us, with great concern, 'Why did little Sakina not come?' Let us go, Aunt, let us go home to Medina.

Are Kabre Nabi Par, Pehle Chalenge. Girya Ya Karenge, Noha Parenge Are Guzri Jo Ham Par, Nana Se Kehna. Chaliye Phupi Amaa Watan Chaliye Madina.

We will go to the Prophet's grave first. We will weep there, we will recite elegies. Tell our Grandfather what has befallen us. Let us go, Aunt, let us go home to Medina.

Are Sughra Ka Shikwa, Chal Ke Mitaa Do. Gash Me He Sughra, Usko Jagaa Do Are Mar Gaye Akbar, Ye Na Bataa Na. Chaliye Phupi Amaa Watan Chaliye Madina.

Go and soothe Sughra's complaints. Sughra is in a faint, go and wake her. But do not tell her that Akbar has died. Let us go, Aunt, let us go home to Medina.

Soyenge Kab Tak, Nehre Kinaare. Ab Naa Milenge, Amu Hamare Are Ham Ko Alam Hai, Unka Uthaana. Chaliye Phupi Amaa Watan Chaliye Madina.

How long will they sleep by the riverbank? We will not meet our Uncle again. It is our burden to carry his standard now. Let us go, Aunt, let us go home to Medina.

Kayd Me Guzra, Saraa Muharram. Majliso Matam, Kar Na Sake Ham Gar Me Aza Ka, Farsh Bichaana. Chaliye Phupi Amaa Watan Chaliye Madina.

All of Muharram was spent in captivity. We could not hold gatherings or mourn. At home, we must spread the carpet of grief. Let us go, Aunt, let us go home to Medina.