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Teda Seena Nahi Labda

Mir Hasan Mir

A young girl named Sakina is taken captive after her father is lost in the desert. She wanders through the streets of a strange city and sits in a dark prison, feeling lost and alone.

NohaZindan Shaam
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Teda Seena Nayi Labda

I cannot find your chest (to rest upon).

Baba Meh Rulgay Ah

O Father, I have been left to wander in ruin.

Injh Lathe Hoy Dur Mede Tenkoo Rona Bhulgay Ah Baba Menkoo Shaam Ke Loka Neh Tede Baad Kaneezi Wich Mangiya Meh Gairat Syeda Dee Oh Wele Margay Ah

My pearls (earrings) have been torn away, and I have forgotten how to weep for you. O Father, after you, the people of Shaam demanded me into slavery. I am the honor of the Sayyida (Zahra); I died in that very moment.

Jado Gal Teh Der Zarba Chaliya Meh Kol Koloh Ke Dehnndi Ray Nahi Miliya Sar Teda Tarle Kardi Raya

When the blow struck your neck, I kept falling beside you. I could not find your head, I kept pleading (for it).

Jado Wakhri Qaid Da Huqam Hoya Menkoo Kaliya Tang Zindaan Deh Wich Injh Rondi Meh Turee Ah Oh Qaiden Meh Rulgay Ah

When the order for separate imprisonment came, they threw me alone into the narrow dungeon. Weeping in this way, I walked on, I have been ruined in this captivity.

Dutha Pehla Pursa Maqtal Wich Menkoo Shimmer Laieen Yateemi Da Injh Zalim Hath Chaya Oh Meh Khaakh Teh Jhan Paya Ah

The first condolence in the battlefield was the curse of orphanhood given to me by the accursed Shimr. In this way, the tyrant raised his hand, And threw me upon the dust.

Jada Dhakila Hoya Shaam Deh Wich Hoyi Bheer Bazaari Loka Dee Phoopiya Deh Turan Kithe Oh Meh Raah Mangdi Raya

When we entered Shaam, there was a crowd of bazaar people. Where were the aunts to walk? I kept begging for a path (to pass through).

Tende Khoon Ich Tarkhat Zalim Deh Menkoo Ajar Risalat Dehnde Ray Injh Khums Menkoo Miliya Oh Rangeen Hoya Zulfa

In your blood, the tyrant's sword gave me the reward of the Prophethood. This was the 'Khums' (share) I received, My hair became colored (with blood).

Shal Koy Dhee Na Injh Guzre Be Sarba Babe Dee Lash Utho Jeew Meh Rasiya Paah Keh Oh Tedi Lash Tho Guzri Ah

May no daughter ever pass by the headless body of her father in this way. Just as I, bound in ropes, Passed by your body.

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