Na Royi Zainab
Shahid Baltistani
Bibi Zainab mourns her brother Imam Hussain more than anyone else in history. She sets aside her own pain for her children to focus entirely on his memory.
Haay Zainab, Zainab, Haay Zainab Haay Zainab
Alas, Zainab, Zainab, Alas Zainab, Alas Zainab.
Zainab Sa Zamane Me Azadar Kaha Hai..Haay Zainab Hamsheer Thi Bankar Rahi Shabbir Ki Maa Hai To Mustaqil Sheh Ki Azadaar Rahi
Where in this world is there a mourner like Zainab? Alas, Zainab. She was a sister, yet she remained like a mother to Shabbir (Hussain). She remained the constant mourner of the Master.
Apne Bacho Ko Na Royi Zainab
Zainab did not weep for her own children.
Umr Bhar Bhai Ko Roti Hi Rahi
She spent her entire life weeping only for her brother.
Laashe Maidaa Se Jo Laaye Maula Sajdae Shukr Ada Usne Kiya Mamta Kehti Rahi Maa Se Fir Bhi Pursa Bibi Ne Bhare Ghar Ka Diya
When the Master brought the bodies from the battlefield, she offered a prostration of gratitude. Yet her motherly heart continued to speak to the mothers, and the Lady offered condolences for the loss of their entire households.
Zikr Beto Ka Kaha Usne Kiya Aaye Jab Shaame Ghareeba Me Ali Yaad Kamsin Ki Rahi Pyaas Use Itna Mamta Ka Tha Ehsaas Use
Where did she ever mention her own sons? When Ali (Sajjad) arrived in the evening of grief, she remembered the thirst of the little one (Asghar); such was the depth of her motherly feeling.
Saamne Madare Asghar Ke Kabhi Apna Ek Haath Kaleje Pe Rakhe Uth Gai Duniya Se Rote Rote Ghame Akbar Ki Sina Aise Lagi
Whenever she was before the mother of Asghar, she would keep one hand on her heart. She departed from this world while weeping; the grief of Akbar struck her like a spear.
Jis Taraf Auno Mohammad Ke The Sar Raah Me Ki Nahi Us Simt Nazar Dekh Kar Ghazi Ka Sar Roti Rahi
She did not even cast a glance in the direction where the heads of Aun and Muhammad lay. She kept weeping while looking at the head of Ghazi (Abbas).
Sar Jo Zinda Me Shahido K Mile Pyaar Tha Kitna Use Bhai Se Sar Liye God Me Wo Baithi Rahi
When the heads of the martyrs were found in the prison, such was her love for her brother; she sat with his head in her lap.
Banke Wo Auno Mohd Ki Bahen Is Tarah Royi Laraz Utha Watan Jab Khabar Fatima Sughra Ko Mili
Becoming the sister of Aun and Muhammad, she wept in such a way that the world trembled when the news reached Fatima Sughra.
Maane Beto Ke Jo Hujre Dekhe Aasu Aankho Se Takallum Nikle Pehle Usdin Se Na Baad Uske Kabhi
When she saw the rooms of her sons, tears flowed from the eyes of Takallum. Not before that day, nor ever after.
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