Haaye Sajjad Haaye Beemar

Aao Madad Ko Hydar E Karrar Dhoop Me

Come to his aid, O Haider-e-Karrar (Ali), in this heat.

Rasta Bad A Taweel Hai Zakmi Hai Yediya'n Zanjeer Itni Garm Hai Jalti Hai Pindliya'n Jhulsa Raha Hai Tauqe Gara Bar Dhoop Me

The path is long and difficult, his feet are wounded. The chains are so hot that his shins are burning. The heavy iron collar is scorching him in this heat.

Chidkao Karte Jaate Hain Aansu Hussain Ke Pairo' N Ko Kuch Sukoon Mile Noor E Ain Ke Be Sayebaa'n Hai Qafila Saalar Dhoop Me

Hussain's tears fall like a sprinkling of water, So that the feet of the light of his eyes (Sajjad) might find some relief. The caravan's leader is without shade in this heat.

Na Mehramo'n Ki Bheed Hai Chehra Nidhaal Hai Phupiyo'n Ki Beridayi Ka Itna Malal Hai Aata Hai Ghash Mareez Ko Har Baar Dhoop Me

There is a crowd of strangers, his face is exhausted. The grief of his aunts being unveiled is so immense, That the ailing Imam faints repeatedly in this heat.

Zakhmi Hai Saara Jism Ghamo'n Ki Satayi Ka Dil Kaamp Kaamp Jata Hai Seene Me Bhai Ka Durre Layee'n Sakina Ke Mat Maar Dhoop Me

His entire body is wounded, tormented by grief. The heart of his sister trembles within her chest, (Crying) 'Do not strike Sakina with the whips of the wretched in this heat.'

Abid Ke Paun Raah Me Chaalo'n Se Bhargaye Jaldi Zamee'n Ne Saath Na Chorda Jidhar Gaye Aisa Huwa Naseeb Giraftaar Dhoop Me

Abid's feet filled with blisters on the path. The burning earth did not leave his side wherever he went. Such was the fate of the prisoner in this heat.

Kam Karle Tu Hi Apni Tamazat Ko Aftab Dena Padega Hashr Me Peshe Khuda Jawab Hai Saath Binte Ahmad E Mukhtar Dhoop Me

O Sun, lessen your intensity yourself, For you will have to answer before God on the Day of Judgment, As the daughter of the Chosen Prophet (Zainab) is with him in this heat.

Naize Pe Sar Hussain Ka IsGham Se Hai Udaas Koi Nahi Hai Abid E Muztar Ke Aaspas Ek Ghamzada Phupi Hai Madadgaar Dhoop Me

Hussain's head on the spear is sad because of this grief, There is no one around the distressed Abid, Only one grief-stricken aunt is his helper in this heat.

Mushkil Badi Hai "Aamir" O "Akhtar" Mareez Par Hasnte Hain Raasto'n Me Sitam Gar Dhoop Me Hai Ab To Saans Lena Bhi Dushwaar Dhoop Me

The difficulty is immense, Aamir and Akhtar, for the ailing Imam, The oppressors laugh on the paths in this heat. Now, even breathing has become difficult in this heat.