Mahe Aza Lo Namodar Hua

Falak Pe Phir Se Muharram Ka Chand Nikla Hai Hussain Walo Ne Kaala Libaas Pehna Hai Kahi Pe Noha Kahi Par Sadae Girya Hai Shaah Alaika Assalam-2 Ay Mere Bekas Imam Aap Pe Sab Kuch Fida-2 (Ya Hussain-3 Hussain Hussain)-2

Once again, the moon of Muharram has risen in the sky, The followers of Hussain have donned black attire. Somewhere there is a lament, somewhere the sound of weeping, O King, peace be upon you. O my helpless Imam, Everything is sacrificed for you. (O Hussain, Hussain, Hussain).

Kisi K Hath Me Abbas Ka Alam Hoga Koi Uthayega Taboot Ibne Zahra Ka Kahi Se Taziya Jhula Kahi Se Niklega Hogi Qayamat Bapa, Royenge Ahle Aza, Shor Hai Ashur Ka-2 (Ya Hussain-3 Hussain Hussain)-2

In someone's hand will be the standard of Abbas, Someone will lift the bier of the son of Zahra. From somewhere a Taziya will emerge, from somewhere a cradle, A scene of resurrection will be established, the mourners will weep, the clamor of Ashura is here. (O Hussain, Hussain, Hussain).

Gali Gali Me Sabeelo Ka Ehtemaam Hai Phir Dilo Ki Pyas Bujhane Ka Intezaam Hai Phir Ghareebe Zahra Ka Jari Labo Pe Naam Hai Phir Aake Sabeelo K Paas, Jo Bhi Bujhata Hai Pyas, Deta Hai Dil Se Sada Hussain

In every street, there is an arrangement for water stations once again, There is an arrangement to quench the thirst of hearts once again. The name of the stranger son of Zahra is on every lip once again. Coming to the water stations, whoever quenches their thirst, calls out from the heart: Hussain.

Mujrai Jab K Ayaa'n, Mahe Aza Hota Hai Arsh Pe Matame Shaahe Shohada Hota Har Anjuman Me Hai Sina Zani Ki Tayyari Naye Kalaam Hain Sab Ki Zubaan Par Jaari Qadeemi Tarz Pe Hoti Hai Phir Azadari Taziye Khane Khule, Matami Shane Khule, Hota Hai Matami Bapa Be Abi Anta Wa Ummi Ya Hussain Kehta Hai Har Dil Yahi-2 Ho Mere Maa Baap Bhi, Aap Pe Maula Fida-2 (Ya Hussain-3 Hussain Hussain)-2

When the appearance of the month of mourning is revealed, The mourning of the King of Martyrs takes place on the Throne (Arsh). In every gathering, there is preparation for chest-beating, New poetry is flowing on everyone's tongue, Azadari is happening again in the traditional style. The Taziya houses are open, the mourning processions are open, a state of mourning is established. May my father and mother be sacrificed for you, O Hussain. Every heart says this: May my parents also be sacrificed for you, O Master. (O Hussain, Hussain, Hussain).

Tabarrukaat K Sanduq Laye Jaate Hain Alam Pe Patke Pharaire Sajaye Jaate Hain Sabeel Lagti Hain Saqqe Banaye Jate Hain Leke Shaheedo K Naam, Bant Te Hain Pani K Jaam, Dete Hain Pyase Dua (Ya Hussain-3 Hussain Hussain)-2

The chests of sacred relics are being brought, Flags and banners are being decorated on the standards, Water stations are being set up, water-bearers are being appointed. Taking the names of the martyrs, cups of water are distributed, the thirsty offer prayers. (O Hussain, Hussain, Hussain).

Haye Hussaina-4 Karo Hussain Ka Matam Karo Azadari Farat Aankho Se Jari Ho Aise Ashko Ki K Khali Hath Na Jaaye Rasool Ki Beti Hath Me Rumaal Hai, Maa Ka Ajab Haal Hai, Deti Hain Bibi Dua-2 (Ya Hussain-3 Hussain Hussain)-2

Alas, Hussain! Perform the mourning of Hussain, perform Azadari, Let tears flow from your eyes, such that, The daughter of the Prophet does not leave empty-handed. There is a handkerchief in her hand, the mother is in a strange state, the Lady is offering prayers. (O Hussain, Hussain, Hussain).

Alam Pe Mashke Sakina Saja K Rote Hain Kisi Ko Dhup Me Pani Pila K Rote Hain Kabhi Kisi Ko Tabarruk Khila K Rote Hain Naam Idhar Aagaya-2, Sayyade Mazlum Ka, Aankh Se Dariya Baha-2 Ya Hussain-3 Hussain Hussain

They decorate the water-skin of Sakina on the standard and weep, They give water to someone in the sun and weep, Sometimes they feed someone Tabarruk and weep. As soon as the name of the Oppressed Master came here, A river flowed from the eyes. O Hussain, Hussain, Hussain.

Hue Hain Khalq Takallum Ham Iss Aza K Liye Hamari Qaum K Bache Ghulam Asghar K Jawan Sab Ali Akbar K Naam Par Sadqe Taaba Zahure Imam-2, Royenge Yeh Khaso Aam, Wada Hai Iss Qaum Ka-2 (Ya Hussain-3 Hussain Hussain)-2

We have been created, Takallum, for this mourning, The children of our nation are servants of Asghar, All the youth are sacrificed in the name of Ali Akbar. Until the reappearance of the Imam, the elite and the common will weep, this is the promise of this nation. (O Hussain, Hussain, Hussain).