Sheh Kehte The Kis Moo Se Me Ab Kheme Me Jao’n

1-Halaat Mere Sath Nahi Karbobala Ke Kab Tak Me Rakhoo’n Tujhko Yun Seene Se Laga Ke Gar Tujhko Chupao’n Bhi Me Damana Me Aba Ke Dekhegi Teri Ma’n Tujhe Nazdeeq Se Aa Ke Kis Sheh Se Bata De Ke Tera Zakhm Chhupao’n

The circumstances of Karbala are not in my favor, For how long can I keep you pressed against my chest? Even if I hide you within the folds of my cloak, Your mother will come close and see you, Tell me, with what can I hide your wound?

2-Me Dekh Raha Hoo’n Ke Qayamat Ke Hai Aasaar Haste Hain Mere Rone Pe Beyat Ke Talabgaar Is Umr Ke Bachcho’n Se To Karte Hain Sabhi Pyaar Go Apna Koi Khas Ho Ya Phir Koi Aghyaar Beta Teri Khamoshi Pe Qurbaan Me Jao’n

I see the signs of the Day of Judgment appearing, The seekers of allegiance laugh at my weeping, Everyone shows love to children of this age, Whether they are one's own kin or strangers, My son, I sacrifice myself upon your silence.

3-Ey Noor Ke Paikar Meri Aankho’n Ke Ujale Qurbaan Me Tujhpe Ey Mere Hasliyo’n Wale Bas Itna Bata De Ey Mere Nazo’n Ke Paale Kis Tarha Karoo’n Tujhko Me Mitti Ke Hawale Kin Hatho’n Se Asghar Me Teri Qabr Banao’n.

O embodiment of light, the brightness of my eyes, I sacrifice myself for you, O you with the delicate collarbone, Just tell me this, O you raised in tenderness, How can I consign you to the earth? With what hands, Asghar, shall I build your grave?

4-Kis Mod Pe Le Aaei Hai Qismat Mujhe Beta Jati Hai Nazar Tujhpe To Phatta Hai Kaleja Afsos Tujhe Ghusl O Kafan De Nahi Sakta Is Baat Ka Daadi Se Na Karna Koi Shikwa Kya Mujhpe Guzrti Hai Tujhe Kaise Batao’n

To what turn has fate brought me, my son? When my gaze falls upon you, my heart tears apart, Alas, I cannot give you a ritual bath or shroud, Do not make any complaint about this to your grandmother (Fatima), How can I tell you what is passing over me?

5-Aur Isse Badi Kya Hai Mere Sabr Ki Tafseer Khud Pe Mujhe Rone Nahi Deti Meri Taqdeer Qurbaan Me Tujhpe Ey Mere Asghar E Be Sheer Hai Wada E Tifli Ki Mere Pao’n Me Zajeer Khemo Ki Taraf Kaise Qadam Apne Badhao’n

And what greater interpretation of my patience could there be? My destiny does not even allow me to weep for myself, I sacrifice myself for you, O my milk-less Asghar, There are chains of childhood promises on my feet, How can I advance my steps toward the tents?

6-Hoti Hai Har Ek Bap Ke Dil Me Ye Tamanna Ho Jaye Jawa’n Dekhte Hi Dekhte Beta Jab Jab Bhi Nazar Aaye Kabhi Chand Sa Chehra Chehre Pe Nazar Aaye Tamannao’n Ka Sehra Mannat Me Teri Koi Bhala Kaise Badhao’n

In every father's heart, there is this longing, That his son should grow to youth before his eyes, Whenever I saw your moon-like face, I saw a desert of longings upon your face, How can I now fulfill any vows for you?

7-Kin Aankho’n Se Dekhoo’n Me Tabahi Ka Ye Manzar Ek Din Me Mera Ho Gaya Taaraaj Bhara Ghar Jhulse Na Badan Tera Satata Hai Mujhe Dar Kis Tarha Litao’n Me Tujhe Garm Zamee’n Par Seene Se Lagao’n Bhi To Kab Tak Me Lagao’n

With what eyes can I watch this scene of devastation? In one day, my entire home has been plundered, The fear that your body might scorch haunts me, How can I lay you down on the hot earth? Even if I hold you to my chest, for how long can I hold you?

8-Jis Waqt Se Chehre Pe Lahu Tera Mala Hai Ye Kaise Batao’n Tujhe Kya Haal Mera Hai Gham Tera Mere Lal Har Ek Gham Se Bada Hai Is Din Ka Hare K Gham Meri Qismat Me Likha Hai Hai Kon Madad Ke Liye Me Kisko Bulao’n

From the moment your blood was smeared on my face, How can I tell you what my condition is? Your grief, my beloved, is greater than every other grief, Every sorrow of this day is written in my fate, Who is there for help, whom shall I call?

9-Asif Shahe Mazloom Ka Reh Rehke Tadapna Tadpata Hai Ek Baap Ka BÊTE Se Lipatna Aamir Hame Din Raat Rulayega Ye Jumla Asghar Ye Bata De Mujhe Me Kya Karoo’n Beta Me Peechhe Hatoo’n Ya Ke Qadam Aage Badhao’n….9

Asif, the repeated writhing of the Oppressed King, The clinging of a father to his son makes one writhe, Aamir, this sentence will make us weep day and night, Asghar, tell me, what should I do, my son? Should I step back, or should I move my feet forward?