Maula Maula Bolega

Ali Ne Dekha Pesar Ko To Noore Ain Kaha Sakhi Hussain Ko Zahra Ne Dill Ka Chain Kaha Amal Hussain Ka Dekha To Phir Mohammad Ne Hussaino Minni Wa Aana Menal Hussain Kaha Hussain Hai Hussain Hai….

When Ali looked at his son, he called him the light of his eyes. Zahra called the generous Hussain the peace of her heart. When Muhammad saw the deeds of Hussain, He said, 'Hussain is from me and I am from Hussain.' It is Hussain, it is Hussain...

Dar Pe Ali Ke Aake Farishte Parhne Lage Aamad Ka Qaseeda Noor Ki Barish Hone Lagi Hai Or Huwa Gulzaar Madeena Phool Khila Zahra Ke Chaman Me Patta Patta Bolega

Coming to the door of Ali, the angels began to recite the ode of arrival. A rain of light began to fall, and Medina became a garden. A flower has bloomed in the garden of Zahra, every leaf will speak.

Shaad Huwi Hai Aaj Nabuwat Shaad Huwi Hai Aaj Imamat Zulm Ke Baani Dekhle Aaker Sabre Ke Hakim Ki Hai Wiladat Midhate Sheh Me Qoum Ka Mere Bachcha Bachcha Bolega

Prophethood is joyful today, Imamate is joyful today. Let the founder of tyranny come and see, it is the birth of the master of patience. In the praise of the King, every child of my nation will speak.

Maagne Waale Aaye Hain Darpar Dekhegi Dunya Sheh Ki Sakhat Fatima Zahra Ka Hai Pesar Ye Karta Rahega Sab Pe Inayat Udta Huwa Fitrus Bhi Hawa Per Aaqa Aaqa Bolega

The seekers have come to the door, the world will see the generosity of the King. He is the son of Fatima Zahra, he will continue to bestow grace upon all. Even the flying Fitrus, in the air, will call out 'Master, Master'.

Bol Musalmaa Mohre Nabuwat Kiske Qadam Ko Chum Rahi Hai Kiski Mili Hai Garde Qadam Jo Bade Saba Yun Jhoom Rahi Hai Shahre Madeena Ki Galiyo'n Ka Gosha Gosha Bolega

Speak, O Muslim, whose feet is the seal of Prophethood kissing? Whose dust of feet has the morning breeze found, that it is swaying so? Every corner of the streets of the city of Medina will speak.

Zehn Hussainy Fikr Hussainy Dill Bhi Hussainy Rakhte Hai Deen Ke Dushman Per Ham Laanat Karte The Or Karte Hain Jashn Manayenge Sarwar Ka Lahja Lahja Bolega

We possess a Hussaini mind, Hussaini thought, and a Hussaini heart. We used to curse the enemies of the religion, and we still do. We will celebrate the festival of the Master, every tone will speak.

Karbobala Wale Hain Ham Pokhta Hai Mera Imano Aqeeda Madha Ma Azhar Likkhega Or Parhta Rahega Kaif Qaseeda Nikla Huwa Har Paak Zabaan Se Nara Nara Bolega

We are the people of Karbala, my faith and belief are firm. Azhar will write the praise, and Kaif will keep reciting the ode. Every slogan that emerges from the pure tongue will speak.