Sakina Ke Taboot Par

Tabut Sakina Ka Mere Ghar Mein Saja Hai- Behta Hai Lahu Aankho Se Har Lab Pe Buka Hai- Dil Chashme Tassawur Se Mera Dekh Rahan Hai- Kohraam Kohraam Ajab Aale Mohammed Mein Bapa Hai- Fuga Karne Aayi Hai Kuch Bibiyaa- Fuga Karne Aayi Hai Kuch Bibiyaa....

Sakina's bier is adorned in my home. Blood flows from eyes, and on every lip is a cry of grief. My heart, through the eye of imagination, is watching. A strange clamor and mourning has arisen in the family of Muhammad. Some noble ladies have come to lament - some noble ladies have come to lament...

Shahre Farshe Majlis Ajab Kaifiyat Hai- Tadap Ne Lage Jismo Jaan- Tadap Ne Lage Jismo Jaan Haaye Haaye Larazta Hai Tabut Farte Alam Se- Chale Aaye Ahle Jfna- Koi Aagaya Pehnkar Bediyaa-

The city of the mourning gathering has a strange atmosphere. Bodies and souls have begun to writhe - bodies and souls have begun to writhe, alas, alas. The bier trembles from the intensity of grief. The people of oppression have come - some have arrived wearing shackles.

Tht Mazlum Baba Kl Mazlum Dhuklyan- Lehad Qaid Khaana Bana- Lehad Qaid Khaana Bana Haaye Haaaye Jise Maut Gurbat Mein Aayi Thi Logon- Na Gusla Qafan Mil Saka- Haaye Haaaye Qafan Leke Aajao Koi Yahan-

Under the oppressed father, the oppressed daughter. The prison cell became her grave - the prison cell became her grave, alas, alas. She who met death in exile, O people - could not even receive a funeral bath or shroud - alas, alas. Someone bring a shroud here.

Phuphi Se Yeh Kehti Thi Ro Ro Ke Aksar- Rehahi Milegi Kabhi- Rehahi Milegi Kabhi Haaye Haaaye Ghutan Hai Yahan Par Chalo Ghar Chalo Ghar- Magar Ghar Nahi Jaa Saki- Haaye Haaaye Rehaahi Ka Noha Padho Nauhakhwn-

She would often say to her aunt, weeping, 'Will we ever be released? Will we ever be released?' Alas, alas. 'It is suffocating here, let's go home, let's go home.' But she could not go home - alas, alas. Recite the lament of release, O reciter.

Yeh Kehte Hai Sajjad Kaise Rukhe Hum- Yeh Shaam Aur Kufa Nahi- Yeh Shaam Aur Kufa Nahi Haaye Haaaye. Karo Aaj Ji Bhar Ke Nauho Matam- Yeh Shaam Aur Kufa Nahi- Haaye Haaaye Nahi Ab To Rone Pe Pabandiya-

Sajjad says, 'How can we stop? This is not Shaam or Kufa - this is not Shaam or Kufa,' alas, alas. 'Mourn and lament to your heart's content today - this is not Shaam or Kufa,' alas, alas. 'There are no restrictions on weeping now.'

Yeh Bachi Padar Ki Azadar Bankar- Yateemi Ke Gum Sehgayi- Yateemi Ke Gum Sehgayi Haaye Haaaye, Rehaayi Mili To Haram Ghar Gaye The- Ye Bachf Wahi Rehgayi- Haaye Haaaye Masail Asire Ke Karne Baayan-

This daughter, becoming a mourner for her father, endured the sorrow of being an orphan - endured the sorrow of being an orphan, alas, alas. When release came, the household went home, but this daughter remained there - alas, alas. To narrate the problems of the captive.

Nigaaho Se Aaojhal Hai Tekin Yakin Hai- Sab Aaye Hai Ahle Haram- Sab Aaye Hat Ahle Haram Haaye Haaaye. Nighae Juka Kar Uthaani Nahi Hai- Sab Aaye Hai Ahle Haram- Haaye Haaaye.. Kanizo Ke Humraah Aayi Hai Maa-

She is hidden from sight, but it is certain that all the noble ladies of the household have come - all the noble ladies of the household have come, alas, alas. They have not raised their eyes from the ground - all the noble ladies of the household have come, alas, alas. The mother has come accompanied by the handmaidens.

Sitam Sehte Sehte Jahan Se Gayi Thi- Tamacho Ke Lekar Nishaan- Tamacho Ke Lekar Nishaan Haaye Haaaye.. Jaala Aag Se Uska Daman Bhi Dil Bhi- Lahoo Kaan Se The Rawaa- Haaye Haaaye.. Hai Zakhmo Ka Marham Yeh Ashke Rawa-

She departed from the world while enduring oppression, bearing the marks of slaps - bearing the marks of slaps, alas, alas. Fire burned her garment and her heart; blood was flowing from her ears - alas, alas. These flowing tears are the balm for her wounds.

Bulati Thi Baba Ko Aawaz Dekar- Yatema Yeh Kehte Huwe- Yatema Yeh Kehte Huwe Haaye Haaaye.... Abhi Taq Mein Pyasi Hu Bgba Yahan Par- Chacha Bhi Khafa Hogaye- Haaye Haaaye.. Rakho Laake Mashko Alam Bhi Yahan-

She would call out to her father, the orphan saying this - the orphan saying this, alas, alas... 'I am still thirsty here, Father. Even my uncle has become displeased' - alas, alas. 'Bring the water-skin and the standard here too.'

Jo Aansu Baraste Hai Irfan-O-Mazhar- Yeh Hai Karwaane Aza- Yeh Hai Karwaane Aza Haaye Haaaye Yeh Sajjad Kehte Hai Farshe Aza Par- Karo Khoob Matam Bapa- Haaye Haaaye Ke Aate Hai Rone Ko Khud Baba Jaan-

The tears that rain down, Irfan and Mazhar, this is the caravan of mourning - this is the caravan of mourning, alas, alas. Sajjad says this on the carpet of mourning: 'Mourn profusely - alas, alas - for the beloved father himself comes to weep.'