Hussain Al-Ghareeb

Dohai Dohai Khudara Dohai Ye Dashte Bala Me Hai Kesi Tabahi Bahaya Hai Kisne Ye Khoone Mohammed Qayamat Ye Dhai Hai Kisne Ilaahi Jawano Buzurgo Ko Maara Gaya Hai Shahido Me Shamil Hai Nanha Sipahi

A cry for help, for God's sake, a cry for help. What kind of devastation is this in the Desert of Calamity? Who has shed the blood of Muhammad's kin? Who has unleashed this Day of Judgment, O Lord? The youth and the elders have been killed, Even a tiny soldier is included among the martyrs.

Kiya Jashn Barpa Yu Ehle Hawas Ne Shahido Ke Laasho Pe Danke Bajae Jala Daale Aale Mohammed Ke Khaime Sakina Ke Mu Par Tamache Lagaye Jo Beemar Tha Uska Bistar Na Choda Nabi Zadiyo Par Bhi Durre Chalaye

The greedy ones celebrated in such a way, They beat drums over the corpses of the martyrs. They burned the tents of the family of Muhammad, They slapped Sakina on her face. They did not even spare the bed of the one who was ill, They lashed the daughters of the Prophet.

Uthi Apne Marqad Se Binte Mohd Siyah Shab Ki Chadar Me Chehra Chupakar Gayi Karbala Me To Usne Ye Dekha Hai Bosida Kurte Me Ek Laashe Besar Badan Saara Teero Se Chalni Pada Hai Lahu Me Hai Dooba Hua Saara Paikar

The daughter of Muhammad (Fatima) rose from her grave, Hiding her face in the veil of the dark night. When she went to Karbala, she saw this: A headless body in a tattered shirt. The entire body is riddled with arrows, The whole form is drowned in blood.

Tadap Kar Wo Chillai Shabbir Beta Lahu Me Nahaye Ho Sar Bhi Juda Hai Tabar Kisne Maare Hai Saare Badan Par Ye Teero Pe Kisne Janaza Rakha Hai Kaha Hai Mera Laal Abbas Bolo Mai Puchungi Usse Ye Kese Hua Hai

She cried out in agony, "My son, Shabbir (Hussain), You are bathed in blood, and your head is severed. Who has struck your entire body with axes? Who has placed this funeral bier upon arrows? Where is my son Abbas, tell me, I will ask him how this happened."

Sada Sunke Zahra Ki Tharrae Ghazi Juda Tan Se Sar Tha To Shane Kate The Ghamo Yaas O Hasrat Me Majrooho Muztar Kahe Kya Ke Darya Kanare Pade The Sue Alqama Ab Jo Bibi Ne Dekha Batao Ke Sahil Pe Thande Pade The

Hearing the voice of Zahra, Ghazi (Abbas) trembled, His head was severed from his body, and his shoulders were cut. In grief, despair, and longing, wounded and restless, What can one say? He lay on the riverbank. When the Lady looked towards Alqama, She saw that he lay cold on the shore.

Idhar Dard O Ghum Ki Satai Thi Zainab Jo Wehshat Ke Jungle Me Haider Bani Thi Kabhi Khaak Udati Kabhi Ashk Piti Jo Kunbe Ke Pehre Pe Tanha Khadi Thi Sakina Ke Saqqa Ko Aawaz Dekar Ghame Shahedeen Me Buka Kar Rhi Thi

On this side, Zainab was tormented by pain and grief, She who became like Haider (Ali) in the jungle of terror. Sometimes throwing dust, sometimes swallowing her tears, She who stood alone guarding the family. Calling out to the water-bearer of Sakina, She was weeping in the grief of the martyrs.

Guzarish Hai Aaqa Hamari Yahi Humko Roze Pe Maula Bula Lijiye Humko Zawwar Maula Bana Lijiye Humko Daaman Me Maula Chupa Lijiye Giraftar Zoro-Sitam Hum Hue Hai Musibat Se Humko Bacha Lijiye

This is our request, O Master, Call us to your shrine, O Master. Make us pilgrims (Zawwar), O Master, Hide us in your protection (daaman), O Master. We are trapped by oppression and cruelty, Save us from this calamity.

Kabhi Dil Me Deti Wo Maa Ko Sadae Kabhi Roke Kehti Ke Baba Kaha Ho Shahido Ka Noha Tha Uske Zaba Par Abad Kis Tarah Uske Ghum Ka Baya Ho Hume Bhi Sa'adat Ho Nusrat Ki Hasil Khudara Zahoore Imame Zama Ho Hussain Hussain Hussain Hussain Hussain Hussain Ya Hussain

Sometimes in her heart, she would call out to her mother, Sometimes weeping, she would say, "Where are you, Father?" The lament of the martyrs was on her tongue, How can the expanse of her grief be described? May we also attain the blessing of assisting (the Imam), For God's sake, may the Imam of the Time (Imam Mahdi) appear. Hussain, Hussain, Hussain, Hussain, Hussain, Hussain, O Hussain.