Maula Mera Vi Ghar Howe

Rahe Dil Mein Salamat Ye Gham Tera Na Gham Ho Koi Is Gham Ke Siva Manzoor Karo Shahe Karbobala Har Momin Ke (Ye Dil Ki Dua)

May this grief of Yours remain safe within my heart, May there be no sorrow other than this grief. Accept this, O King of Karbala, This is the prayer of every believer's heart.

Zikr Zehra De Lalaa Da Mere Ghar Vi Bayaa'n Howe

May the remembrance of the beloved son of Zahra, Be spoken of in my home as well.

Chadhe Jadd Chand Moharram Da Safe Matam Bichawa Mai Ghar Che Zakir Bulawa Mai Teri Majlis Karawa Mai Zuljana Ghar Chu Jadd Nikle Jagg Girya Kuna Howe

When the moon of Muharram rises, I shall spread the mat of mourning. I shall invite a Zakir to my home, And hold a Majlis for You. When the Zuljana emerges from the house, May the whole world be weeping.

Dukhi Zainab Jo Na Ki Ta Tera Matam Karawa Mai Teri Phudi Bichawa Mai Uthe Langar Pakawa Mai Azadari Le Ee Maula Koi Aisi Witha Howe

Just as the sorrowful Zainab did, I shall perform Your mourning. I shall lay out Your floor-spread (for gatherings), And cook the Langar (charity food) there. For the sake of Azadari, O Master, May there be such a gathering.

Azakhana Mere Ghar Bane Jithe Masoom Aawange Pair Pawange Jadd Wede Paag Mere Jagawange Panja Baara Te Chauda Di Uthe Sifto Sana Howe

May an Azakhana be built in my home, Where the innocent ones (Ahlulbayt) will come. When they step into my courtyard, They will illuminate my home. May the praises and eulogies of the Five, the Twelve, and the Fourteen, Be recited there.

Maula Mainu Mile Je Ghar Jhula Asghar Sajawa Mai Aap Lawa Sabila Mai Sabnu Paani Piyawa Mai Jithe Mashke Sakina Howe Ghazi Da Nisha Howe

O Master, if I receive a home, I shall decorate the cradle of Asghar. I shall set up a Sabeel (water station) myself, And serve water to everyone. Where there is the water-skin of Sakina, And the emblem of Ghazi (Abbas).

Mere Ghar Jo Baramad Howe Jaddo Taboot Beemar Da Yaad Kar Maula Sajjad Nu Rowe Dil Har Azadar Da Sadqa Beemar Sajjad Da Muaf Har Ek Gunah Howe

When the procession emerges from my home, With the coffin of the Ailing Imam (Sajjad), Remembering Master Sajjad, The heart of every mourner will weep. For the sake of the Ailing Sajjad, May every sin be forgiven.

Menu Milya Jo Hai Ghum Tera Nasl Dar Nasl Mil Da Rawe Panjetan Di Mohabbat Da Phool Khurshid Ae Khilda Rawe Raazi Sarwar Te Mehshar Te Din Dukhi Zainab Di Maa Howe

The grief of Yours that I have received, May it continue to be passed down from generation to generation. May the flower of love for the Panjetan, O Khurshid, continue to bloom. May the Master be pleased on the Day of Judgment, And may the sorrowful mother of Zainab (Fatima) be pleased too.