Laash Akbar Ki Jo Maqtal Se Utha Laaye Hussain

Nowjawan Ko Safe Awwal Se Utha Laaye Hussain Chaand Ko Shaam Ke Baadal Se Utha Laaye Hussain Jaa'n Ba Lab Sher Ko Jungle Se Utha Laaye Hussain Di Sada Laashe Pisar Aan Ke Leja Baano Chid Gaya Barchi Se Akbar Ka Kalaija Baano

Hussain brought the youth from the front line, He brought the moon out from the evening clouds, He brought the dying lion from the wilderness, He called out, "Come, take the body of your son, Baano, Akbar's heart has been pierced by a spear, Baano."

Dekhle Aakhri Deedar Pisar Marta Hai Saamne Aankhon Ke Ye Noore Nazar Marta Hai Ab Koi Dam Mein Tera Rashke Kamar Marta Hai Mu'h Se Bahar Hai Zabaa Tashna Jigar Marta Hai Dum Hai Seene May Ruka Zakhmo'n Se Khoon Jaari Hai Haaye Baano Tere Ghar Lutne Ki Taiyaari Hai

Look upon him for the last time, your son is dying, Before your very eyes, this light of your vision is dying, In a few moments, your pride and joy is dying, His tongue is out of his mouth, parched and thirsty, he is dying, Breath is stuck in his chest, blood flows from his wounds, Alas, Baano, preparations are being made for your home to be looted.

Pohchi Khaime May Jo Hazrat Ke Ye Purdard Sada Muztarab Hogayi Namoose Rasoole Do Sara Kaha Chala Ke Sakina Ne Ke Haye Haye Bhaiyya Fizza Daudi Suwe Dar Phaik Ke Sar Par Se Rida Peet-Ti Zainab E Muztar Nikal Aayi Bahar Baano Ghabra Ke Khule Sar Nikal Aayi Bahar

When this painful cry reached the tents of the Prophet's family, The honor of the Prophet of both worlds became restless, Sakina cried out, "Alas, my brother!" Fizza ran towards the door, casting her veil from her head, A distressed Zainab came out beating her chest, Baano, in a panic, came out with her head uncovered.

Shaah Ke Kaandhe Pe Dekha Ali Akbar Ko Nidhaal Haath Phayla Ke Ye Chillai Ke Haye Haye Mere Laal Kya Ghazab Hogaya Aye Baadshahe Nek Khesaal Raas Aaya Na Mere Bache Ko Atharwa Saal Tukde Tegho'n Se Badan Hogaya Saara Haye Haye Kaun Tha Jisne Mere Sher Ko Mara Haye Haye

She saw Ali Akbar lifeless on the King's shoulder, Stretching out her hands, she screamed, "Alas, my son!" "What calamity has befallen, O King of noble character, My child did not even live to see his eighteenth year, His entire body has been torn to pieces by swords, alas, Who was it that killed my lion, alas?"

Roke Banu Se Ye Farmane Lage Sarware Deen Sar Na Peeto Abhi Zinda Hai Mera Maah Jabeen Saans Aati Hai Pa Har Dam Hai Dame Baaz Paseen Kooch Unka Bhi Hai Aur Hum Bhi Hai Marne Ke Qaree'n Sab Chute Ab Na Raha Koi Hamara Baano Is Jawaa'n Bete Ke Gham Ne Hame Maara Baano

Weeping, the Master of Religion began to say to Baano, "Do not beat your head, my moon-faced son is still alive, He is breathing, though every breath is his last, His departure is near, and we too are close to death, Everything is lost, we have no one left, Baano, The grief of this young son has killed us, Baano."