Haye Ali Akbar
Mesum Abbas · 2019
Imam Hussain stands over his beloved son Ali Akbar on the battlefield, mourning the deep wounds he sees on his chest.
Haye Ali Akbar, Haye Ali Akbar Bole Shabbir Meri Jaan Akbar
Alas, Ali Akbar, alas, Ali Akbar, Shabbir cries out, 'My life, Akbar.'
Kis Ne Maari Tumhe Sina Akbar
Who has struck you with a spear, Akbar?
Jisme Nazuk Pe Itne Zakhm Lage Khoon Behta Hai Tere Seene Se Sochta Hu Ke Kya Bataunga Kaise Khaime Mein Leke Jaunga Puch Le Gar Tumhari Maa Akbar
So many wounds upon your delicate body, Blood flows from your chest. I wonder what I will say, How will I carry you back to the tents, If your mother asks, Akbar?
Sun Rahe Ho Meri Sadaa Ko Agar Aankhein Kholo Padar Fida Tum Par Dum Humara Ukhadne Lagta Hai Saans Mera Bhi Rukne Lagta Hai Tum Jo Lete Ho Hichkiya'n Akbar
If you can hear my voice, Open your eyes, your father sacrifices himself for you. My own breath begins to fail, My own life begins to stop, When you gasp for air, Akbar.
Aisi Halat Jo Dekhta Hu Mai Zakhm Gin Gin Ke Ro Raha Hu Mai Kisne Barchi Ka Phal Utara Hai Kisne Seene Pe Waar Maara Hai Kuch To Hum Se Karo Baya'n Akbar
Seeing you in this state, I weep as I count your wounds. Who has driven the spearhead through you? Who has struck a blow upon your chest? Tell me something, Akbar.
Tumne Jab Akhri Sadaa Di Thi Meri Aankho'n Mein Roshni Na Rahi Aisa Sadma Hai Ye Mere Beta Tum Jo Rahwaar Se Gire Beta Gir Pada Hum Pe Aasmaa'n Akbar
When you gave your final call, The light left my eyes. This is such a tragedy, my son, When you fell from your horse, my son, The sky itself collapsed upon me, Akbar.
Baat Ye Bhi Suno Qayamat Ki Tere Marne Ki Jab Khabar Hai Suni Mujhko Fizza Ne Ye Bataya Hai Ghar Mein Zainab Ka Dum Nikalta Hai Jaan Dete Ho Tum Yaha'n Akbar
Hear also this cataclysmic news, When the word of your death was heard, Fizza told me, That Zainab's soul is departing back at the tents, While you are giving your life here, Akbar.
Tum Bhi Meesam Sadaa Padho Nauhe Aur Tum Bhi Raza Likho Nauhe Soz E Ghum Aur Bhi Siwaa Kijiye Sharf E Maqbooliyat Ataa Kijiye Hum Tumhare Hai Noha Khwaa Akbar Bole Shabbir Meri Jaa'n Akbar
Meesam, you too recite these elegies, And Raza, you too write these elegies. Increase the burning of grief even more, Grant us the honor of acceptance. We are your mourners, Akbar, Shabbir cries out, 'My life, Akbar.'
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