Shimr Khanjar Na Chala

Shimr Ne Gardan E Mazloom Pe Khanjar Jo Rakha Kuchh Qadam Door Se Deti Rahi Zainab Ye Sada Aakhri Baar Bahen Choom Le Bhai Ka Gala Shimr Khanjar Na Chala

When Shimr placed the dagger upon the neck of the oppressed, From a few steps away, Zainab kept crying out this plea: 'Let the sister kiss her brother's throat one last time, Shimr, do not wield the dagger.'

Teer Jee Bhar Ke Ise Maar Chuka Hai Lashkar Barchhiyan Pahlu Me Tooti Hain Sitam Aur Na Kar Khud Hi Aa Jayegi Kuchh Der Mein Bhai Ko Qaza Shimr Khanjar Na Chala

The army has already struck him with arrows to their heart's content, Spears are broken in his side, do not commit more tyranny. Death will come to my brother on its own in a little while, Shimr, do not wield the dagger.

Minnaten Karti Hoon Zalim Teri Aisa Tu Na Kar Asr Ke Waqt Mere Ghar Me Andhera Tu Na Kar Shaam Se Pehle Bujhaata Hai Charagh E Zahra Shimr Khanjar Na Chala

I beg of you, oppressor, do not do this, Do not bring darkness into my home at the time of Asr. Before the evening falls, you are extinguishing the lamp of Zahra, Shimr, do not wield the dagger.

Sun Ke Halmin Ki Sada Aayi Hai Rann Me Bachchi Chal Na Jaaye Kahin Donon Pe Layeen Teri Chhuri Dekh Bhai Ke Gale Par Hai Sakina Ka Gala Shimr Khanjar Na Chala

Hearing the call of 'Hal min nasir', a child has come to the battlefield, May your wretched knife not strike both of them, Look, Sakina's throat is pressed against my brother's throat, Shimr, do not wield the dagger.

Dekh Sakta Nahi Tu Jo Nazar Aata Hai Mujhe Wasta Deti Hoon Tatheer Ki Aayat Ka Tujhe Haath Amma Ne Hai Shabbir Ki Gardan Pe Rakha Shimr Khanjar Na Chala

You cannot see what is visible to me, I swear to you by the Verse of Purification (Ayat al-Tatheer), Mother (Fatima) has placed her hand upon the neck of Shabbir, Shimr, do not wield the dagger.

Kaat Kar Sajde Mein Akbar Shahe Wala Ka Gala Shimr Hansta Hua Shabbir Ke Seene Se Utha Goonjti Rah Gayi Maqtal Mein Ye Zainab Ki Sada Shimr Khanjar Na Chala

Having cut the throat of the noble King in prostration, Shimr rose from the chest of Shabbir, laughing. And in the slaughterhouse, this cry of Zainab kept echoing: 'Shimr, do not wield the dagger.'