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Kehti Thi Sakina Ro Ro Kar

Irfan Haider

In the dark prison of Damascus, young Sakina cries to her mother, longing to leave the cold cell and return home to her grandfather's grave.

NohaZindan Shaam

Kehti Thi Sakina Ro Ro Kar Haye Sakina Shab Ki Tareeki Mein Aksar Zindane Shaam Mein Ghabrakar Shimr Ke Ddar Se Yaade Padar Se Maa Se Lipat Kar

Sakina would say, weeping and crying, Alas, Sakina. Often in the darkness of the night, Terrified in the prison of Shaam, From the fear of Shimr, remembering her father, Clinging to her mother.

Kehti Thi Sakina Ro Ro Kar Ay Amma Yahan Se Riha Ho Kar Ya Najaf Chalo Ya Watan Chalo

Sakina would say, weeping and crying, 'O Mother, once we are released from here, Let us go to Najaf, or let us go home.'

Koi Sunta Nahin Faryad Meri (He Zakhm Bara Is Dil Pe Yahi) Dada Se Kahungi Ghum Apne Jis Roz Yahan Se Jaaoungi Kab Tak Mein Rahungi Nawhagar Kehti Hun Jabhi To Mein Aksar

No one hears my cries, (This is the greatest wound upon my heart), I will tell my grandfather of my sorrows, The day I leave this place. How long must I remain in lamentation? That is why I say this so often.

Dada Ki Lahad Par Jaaoungi (Ye Neel Unhe Dikhlaungi) Ye Zakhmi Kaan Jala Kurta Sughra Ko Dikhane Jaaoungi Yaad Aye Kabhi Mujhko Khwahar Yaad Ayein Kabhi Dada Haidar

I will go to my grandfather's grave, (I will show him these bruises), This wounded ear, this burnt shirt, I will go to show Sughra. Whenever I remember my sister, Whenever I remember my grandfather Haidar.

Jo Bibi Payambar Zaadi He (Wo Bhi To Yahaan Faryaadi He) Yasrab Ke Tasawwur Ne Amma Ek Rahe Sukoon Dikhlaati He Ho Khatm Aziyyat Ka Ye Safar Bhar Jaayenge Sare Zakhme Jigar

She who is the daughter of the Prophet, (She too is a supplicant here), The thought of Yathrib, O Mother, Shows me a path of peace. May this journey of suffering end, And all the wounds of the heart be healed.

Ab Aur Ghamo(n) Ki Taap Nahin (Ro Ro Ke Ye Ankhein Khushk Huwi) Kya Tum Ko Gawara He Amma Ban Jaye Mera Marqad Bhi Yahi Kuchh Khauf Nahin Marne Ka Magar Ehsaan Karo Itna Mujhpar

There is no more heat of sorrows left, (These eyes have gone dry from weeping), Is it acceptable to you, Mother, That my grave should also be here? I have no fear of dying, but, do me this one favor.

Har Raat Huwi Matam Mein Basar (Har Din Hi Guzara Ro Ro Kar) Ye Zakhme Aseeri Zakhme Jigar Zalim Ke Tamaache Yaade Pidar Milti He Sazae Maut Agar Ye Akhri Khwahish He Maadar

Every night was spent in mourning, (Every day was passed in weeping), This wound of captivity, this wound of the heart, The tyrant's slaps, the memory of my father, If I am to receive the punishment of death, This is my final wish, Mother.

Azad Parindon Par Aksar (Ay Amma Meri Jaati He Nazar) Us Waqt Khayal Ata He Mujhe Kab Qaid Se Chhut Kar Jaayenge Ghar He Khof Laino(n) Ka Dilpar Faryaad Karun Kyu(n) Na Rokar

Often at the free birds, (O Mother, my gaze falls), At that moment the thought comes to me, When will we be freed from prison and go home? The fear of the accursed ones is upon my heart, Why should I not cry out in tears?

Ankhon Ko Rasai Dene Lage (Sab Zakhm Duhai Dene Lage) Jab Mot Mere Sar Par Aayi Ye Log Rihai Dene Lage Ye Lamhe Ghaneemat He Maadar Ye Zakhm Banenge Rakhte Safar

They began to reach my eyes, (All the wounds began to plead), When death came upon my head, These people began to offer release. These moments are precious, Mother, These wounds will become my provisions for the journey.

Dada Ko Wahaan Pursa Denge (Phir Fateha Khani Karlenge) Jab Dil Ko Sukoon Miljayega Ham Log Watan Ko Jaayenge Sab Royenge Qabre Zehra Par Jo Meine Kaha Socho Manzar

We will offer condolences to my grandfather there, (Then we will perform the Fateha), When the heart finds peace, We will go to our homeland. Everyone will weep at the grave of Zahra, Think of the scene of what I have said.

"Irfan" Aur Mazhar Apna Watan (He Bibi Sakina Ka Madfan) Nisbat He Najaf Ki Matti Se Payenge Usi Dharti Ka Kafan Jab Waqte Qaza Hoga Humpar Kehdenge Farishto(n) Se Rokar

"Irfan" and Mazhar, our homeland, (Is the burial place of Bibi Sakina), There is a connection to the soil of Najaf, We will receive the shroud of that very land. When the time of death comes upon us, We will say to the angels, weeping.

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