Sakina Yaad Aayegi

Qafla Shaam Ke Zindaa'n Se Jab Nikla Reha Hokar Kaha Sajjad Ne Rokar Kaha Sajjad Ne Rokar Ke Jab Jab Saans Aayegi

When the caravan was finally released from the prison of Shaam, Sajjad said, weeping, Sajjad said, weeping, That whenever I draw a breath,

Na De Paaya Use Paani Yehi Bus Ek Udasi Hai Sakina Kal Bhi Pyasi Thi Sakina Ab Bhi Pyasi Hai Ke Jab Sughra Madine Mein Mujhe Pani Pilayegi

That I could not give her water, This is the only sorrow I bear. Sakina was thirsty then, Sakina remains thirsty still. And when Sughra, in Medina, Offers me water to drink,

Hamesha Shimr Ke Darr Se Mere Humraah Rehti Thi Tamacha Jab Bhi Lagta Tha Mujhe Awaaz Deti Thi Musibat Shaam Ki Haye Mujhe Jab Bhi Rulayegi

Always, for fear of Shimr, She would stay by my side. Whenever a slap was struck, She would call out to me. The tragedy of Shaam, alas, Will make me weep whenever it returns.

Shab E Ghurbat Mein Asghar Ki Use Jab Yaad Aati Thi Jale Jhule Ke Paas Aakar Wo Ashko Ko Bahati Thi Ali Asghar Ke Jhule Par Nazar Jab Meri Jayegi

In the nights of exile, whenever She remembered Asghar, She would come to the burnt cradle And shed her tears. Whenever my gaze falls Upon Ali Asghar's cradle,

Ye Rokar Shaam Walo Se Kaha Sajjad Ne Sunlo Kabhi Na Maarna Durre Kisi Masoom Bachi Ko Ke Jab Nanhe Se Hatho Se Wo Gaalo Ko Chupayegi

Weeping, Sajjad said to the people of Shaam, 'Listen, Never strike with whips Any innocent little girl, For she will hide her cheeks With her tiny hands.'

Padar Ko Yaad Karti Thi Andhei Qaid Mein Rehke Sakina Mar Gayi Akhir Lipat Kar Baap Ke Sar Se Kahani Jab Ye Sughra Ko Koi Bibi Sunayegi

She would remember her father While living in the dark prison. Sakina died in the end, Clinging to her father's head. When someone narrates this story To Sughra,

Bandhe The Haath Bachhi Ke Gale Mein Thi Rasan Haye Badi Mazloom Thi Pardes Mein Meri Behen Haye Musibat Chaar Sala Ki Mujhe Har Pal Rulayegi

The little girl's hands were bound, There was a rope around her neck, alas. She was deeply oppressed, My sister in a foreign land, alas. The suffering of the four-year-old Will make me weep every moment.

Ijazat Dengi Shehzadi Wo Din Bhi Jald Aayega Bulawa Aayega Zeeshan O Irfan E Aza Sabka Yateema Ke Haram Par Jab Nazar Zaer Ki Jayegi

The Princess will grant permission, That day will come soon, The call will come. Zeeshan and Irfan, the mourners all, When the pilgrim's gaze Falls upon the shrine of the orphan.