Hussain Jaan

Teri Aaghosh Main Sota Hai Hussain Ik Zaeef Maa Ka Ik Zaeef Beta Hai Hussain Aur Ik Yateem Beti Ka Ik Yateem Baba Hai Hussain Mera Mazloom Mera Beqas Mera Pyasa, (Pyasa Hai Hussain *2)

Hussain sleeps in your embrace, He is the son of an elderly mother, He is the elderly son, And for an orphaned daughter, He is an orphaned father, My oppressed one, My helpless one, My thirsty one, (Hussain is thirsty)

Haye Awaaz Ye Aati Hai Sar-E-Karbobla Jaisay Karti Ho Koi Maa Koi Beti Girya Jis Tarha Koi Bahan Roy Kahai Wa Waila Ya Nabi Katal Hua Aap Ka Pyara Beta

Alas, this voice echoes across the plains of Karbala, As if a mother or a daughter is weeping, Just as a sister cries out in lamentation, O Prophet, your beloved son has been slain.

Aai Awaaz-E-Nabi Ye Dosara Maktal Mai Meray Bachay Tujhai Aai Hai Qaza Jangle Mai Aey Mere Noor-E-Nazar Kushta-E-Taigh-E-Jafa Hay Hussain

The Prophet's voice came to the battlefield, 'My child, death has come to you in this wilderness, O light of my eyes, Hussain is the victim of the sword of cruelty.'

Hath Pahlu Pe Rakhai Daiti Thi Zahra Ye Sada Chakia Pees Ke Is Maa Ne Tujhai Pala Tha Mairi Godi Mai Hua Sar Tera Tan Se Juda Hay Hussain

With her hand on her side, Zahra cried out, 'This mother raised you by grinding the millstone, In my lap, your head was severed from your body, Hussain.'

Waqt-E-Aakhir Bhi Tha Zainab Ke Laboon Par Ye Sukhan Hay Bhai Tujhai Jee Bhar Ke Nai Roee Bahan Tishnagi Baqi Rahi Aa Gai Mujh Ko Qaza Hay Hussain

Even at the final moment, these words were on Zainab's lips, 'Alas brother, your sister could not weep for you to her heart's content, Your thirst remained, and now death has come to me, Hussain.'

Mere Baba Ki Khata Kya Thi Bta Aey Zaalim Koi Chadar Tan-E-Be Sar Pe Aurha De Zaalim Soy Gi Beti Kaha Thi Sakina Ki Sada Hay Hussain

'Tell me, O tyrant, what was my father's crime? Someone, cover this headless body with a sheet, O tyrant, Where will the daughter sleep?' This was the cry of Sakina, 'Hussain.'

Aik Nanhi Si Lahad Jo Hai Sar-E-Dashat-E-Bla Is Mai Jo Sota Hai Us Bachay Ka Zakhmi Hai Gla Apne Baba Ke Liay Roh-E-Asghar Ne Kaha Hay Hussain

A tiny grave that lies on the plains of calamity, The child sleeping within it has a wounded throat, For his father, The soul of Asghar said, 'Hussain.'

Ashq-E-Gham Kehtay Hai Is Baat Mai Sachai Hai Baat Rehan Jo Darwaish Ne Samjhai Hai Dil Bhi Kahta Hai Mera Yeh Hai Tasbeeh-E-Khuda Hay Hussain

Tears of grief testify that there is truth in this, The matter that Rehan the dervish has explained, My heart also says, This is the rosary of God, Hussain.