Utho Hussain

Ye Me Hu Me Meri Tanhayi. Ye Tamashayi. Lo Ayi Gyaara Muharram Hai. Kya Khabar Layi. Chali Ye Janibe Zindan Tumhari Maa Jayi. Sawaar-e Ham Ne Kiya Tha Tumhe Mere Bhayi. Ab Awo Ya Mujhe Kehdo Na Intizaare Karo

It is I, and my loneliness. These spectators. Behold, the eleventh of Muharram has arrived. What news has it brought? Your sister, born of the same mother, sets out towards the prison. I was the one who helped you mount your horse, my brother. (Either come to me, or tell me not to wait for you)

Sawar Hum Ne Kiya Tha, Tumhe Dame Rukhsat, Lagaam Thaam Thi Maine, Bahaa Late Rikat, Kahaa Gayi Wo Muhabat, Kahaa Gayi Chahat, Tamam Apna Mere Sarpe, Saaya Baar Karo

I was the one who helped you mount at the moment of departure, I held the reins, while tears flowed from my eyes. Where has that love gone? Where has that affection gone? (Cast your shadow over my head, one last time)

Watan Se Door Hu Kuch Aur, Door Jaati Hu, Utho Utho Mere Bhaya, Tumhe Jagaa Ti Hu, Koyi Bhi Aata Nahi Mai, Jise Bulaa Ti Hu, Karaar Jab Mere Mujko Na, Bekaraar Karo

I am far from home, and I am going even further away. Rise, rise my brother, I am waking you. There is no one coming, though I call out to them. (When I have no peace, do not make me restless)

Safar Madine Se Kaisa Tha, Ye Safar Kya Hai, Na Mehmile He Na Haudaj, Na Koi Parda Hai, Ay Sar Mein Khwab Ye Karbobala Ka Sehra Hai, Na Jee Sakungi Tere Baad, Etebar Karo

How was the journey from Medina, and what is this journey now? There are no litters, no howdahs, and no veils left. O head, this dream is the desert of Karbala. (I will not be able to live after you, believe me)

Dare Furat Pe Ay Sone, Wali Jaag Zaraa, Alam Ke Saye Me Rukhsat, Bahan Ko Kar Bhaya, Suna Hai Sakht Kathan Hai, Ye Shaam Ka Rasta, Sehen Ye Raasta Abbas Se, Naamdaar Karo

O sleeper at the bank of the Euphrates, wake up for a moment. Bid farewell to your sister under the shadow of the standard, brother. I have heard the path to Shaam is harsh and difficult. (Make this path easy through the name of Abbas)

Mein Awoongi Mere Bhaya, Zuroor Awoongi, Kafan Urhawungi Markad, Tera Banawoongi, Jahaa Bhi Jawoongi Farshe, Aza Bichaawoongi, Mein Kayd Kaat Ke Lot Awoo, Intizar Karo

I will come, my brother, I will surely come. I will drape your shroud and build your grave. Wherever I go, I will spread the carpet of mourning. (Wait for me, I will return after serving my captivity)