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Neza Sawaar Bhai

Irfan Haider

Bibi Zainab travels through the bazaar of Damascus and speaks to her brother Imam Hussain, whose head is held high on a spear. She asks him to recite the Quran to protect the honor of the women in their family.

NohaZindan Shaam

Ya Hussain

O Hussain

Ek Shor Hai Bazaar Mein, Guzra Damishq Se, Jab Kaarwaan E Aza Oonto'n Pe Thi Bibiyaa'n, Koofe Ki Shehzadiyaa'n Naizo'n Pe The Sab (Shaheedo'n Ke Sar) Bhai Pe Pohchi Behen Ki Nazar Kehne Lagi Wo Behen Nauhagar

There is an uproar in the bazaar, When the caravan of mourning passed through Damascus. The noble ladies were on camels, the princesses of Kufa, On the spears were all (the heads of the martyrs). The sister's gaze reached her brother, The mourning sister began to say:

Mai Dekhti Rahi Hun Teri Jung E Karbala

I have been watching your battle of Karbala

Hussain Ya Hussain

Hussain, O Hussain

Ab Mera Marhala Aankhei'n Na Band Kar

Now it is my turn, Do not close your eyes

Naiza Sawaar Bhai, Aise Quraan Padh

O brother mounted on the spear, recite the Quran like this

Koi Na Dekh Paaye, Mujhko Barahna Sar Barsaat Pattharo'n Ki, Sar Nange Bibiyaa'n Itna Kathan Hai Bhai, Saadat Ka Safar Teri Yaad Mein Hai Roti, Sakina Bazaar Mein Behlaye Usko Kaise, Jaaye Behan Kidhar Chadar Ki Hai Sawali, Zahra Ki Betiyaa'n Hota Nahi Kisi Par, Faryaad Ka Asar Baalo'n Se Mu'n Chhupau, Ya Khaak Udhaau Mai Laa De Kahin Se Chadar, Ya Ek Kaam Kar Sab Dekhte Usi Ko, Hota Agar Yahaa'n Deta Azaan Aisi, Akbar Mera Pisar Allahu Akbar Zehmat Na Tujhko Deti, Majboor Hai Behan Ae Bhai Har Shaqi Ki, Naa Paak Hai Nazar

May no one see me with an uncovered head, A rain of stones, the ladies are bare-headed. This journey of the noble household is so difficult, brother. Sakina is weeping in your memory in the bazaar, How should I console her? Where should the sister go? The daughters of Zahra are begging for a veil (chadar), My cries have no effect on anyone. Should I hide my face with my hair, or throw dust upon myself? Bring a veil from somewhere, or do one thing: If only he were here, everyone would be looking at him, My son Akbar, who would recite the Adhan like this. God is the Greatest. I would not trouble you, but your sister is helpless, O brother, every wretched person has an impure gaze.

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