Mere Baba
Mesum Abbas
A young girl sits in a dark prison cell and cries for her father who is no longer with her. She remembers the fire in their tents and the pain of her captivity.
Mere Baba,main Karu Kya
My father, what should I do?
Khaak Par Neend Nahi Ati Hain
Sleep does not come to me on the dust.
Yaad..yaad Ata Hain Mujhe Reh Reh Kar Ap..apka Seena Tha Mera Bistar Aj..aj Ye Waqt Para Hain Baba Khaak..Khaak Bistar Hain Andhera Chadar Din Tadap Kar Main Guzaru Raat Matam Me Guzar Jati Hain
Again and again, I remember, Your chest was my bed. Today, this time has fallen upon me, Father, The dust is my bed, the darkness is my sheet. I spend the day in agony, And the night passes in mourning.
Kaun..kaun Faryad Sunega Meri Sath..sath Mere Hain Meri Tanhai Kaan..kaan Zakhmi Hain Jigar Zakhmi Hain Khoo'n..khoon Kano Se Abhi Jari Hain Koi Marham Na Dawa Hain Maut Nazdeek Hui Jati Hain
Who will listen to my cries? My loneliness is my only companion. My ears are wounded, my heart is wounded, Blood is still flowing from my ears. There is no balm, no medicine, Death is drawing near.
Shaam..shaam Ko Jake Dare Zindan Par Roz..roz Main Dekhti Hu Ye Manzar Laut..laut Ke Jaye Parinde Jab Ghar Dil..dil Mera Rota Hain Bas Ye Kehkar Jane Kab Main Jaungi Ghar Kab Rihayi Ki Khabar Ati Hain
In the evening, going to the prison door, Every day I see this sight. When the birds return home, My heart weeps, saying only this: I wonder when I will go home, When will the news of my release come?
Haye..haye Wo Shaam E Ghariba'n Baba Bhool..bhool Sakti Hi Nahi Ye Dukhiya Aag..aag Khaimo'n Me Lagi Jab Baba Jal..jal Gaya Aag Se Daman Mera Keh Rahi Thi Main Ye Khud Se Tu Yateemi Ki Saza Pati Hain
Alas, that evening of the homeless (Shaam-e-Ghariban), Father, This sorrowful one can never forget it. When the fire was set to the tents, Father, My hem was burned by the flames. I was saying to myself, You are receiving the punishment of being an orphan.
Neel..neel Dekho Mere Rukhsaro'n Ke Ye..ye Tamache Ke Nisha'n Hain Gehre Main..main Jo Roti Hu Tumhare Ghum Me Maar..maarta Hain Mujhe Zalim Ake Jeesm Qaidi ,Rooh Qaidi Ye Aseeri Mujhe Tadpati Hain
Look at the bruises on my cheeks, These are the deep marks of slaps. When I weep in your grief, The oppressor comes and strikes me. My body is a prisoner, my soul is a prisoner, This captivity torments me.
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