Ya Abuturab

Terey Dar Pay Aaey Hain Tery Sawali, Terey Dar Say Koi Kab Gaya Hay Khali, Sun Raha Hay Maula Tu Sada Hamari, Terey Samney Hay Iltija Hamari

Your supplicants have come to your door; who has ever left your door empty-handed? You are listening to our call, O Maula; our plea is before you.

Aey Merey Maula Ho Merey Dil Ki Dua Mustajab Qarz Momino Ka Gaib Say Ada Kar, Muflison Ko Maula Rizq Tu Ata Kar, Ya Abul Hasan Kar Door Har Bala Ko, Tu Usey Aman Day Jo Bhi Be Aman Ho

O my Maula, may the prayer of my heart be answered. Clear the debts of the believers from the unseen, O Maula, grant sustenance to the poor. O Abul Hasan, remove every calamity; grant safety to whoever is without shelter.

Nazr-E-Karam Say Ho Teri Sara Jahan Faiziab Tujh Say Lo Lagaaen Hain Bohat Dukhi Hain, Qaid Be Khata Jo Terey Matami Hain, Tu Unhain Rihai Ki Khabar Sunaday, Mazhar Ul Ajaaib Maujza Dikha Dey

May the entire world be blessed by a glance of your grace. We have placed our hopes in you; many are suffering, and those who mourn you are unjustly imprisoned. Give them the news of their release; O Manifestation of Wonders, show us a miracle.

Do Jahan Main Terey Maujzey Hain Maula Be Hisab Maula Woh Kaneezain Ban Gaen Sawali, Dil Hain Jin Ke Muztar Godian Hain Khali, Aey Sakhi Karam Tu Bibion Pay Kar Day, Baitey Baition Say Khali God Bhar Day

In both worlds, your miracles are countless, O Maula. Maula, those handmaidens have become supplicants, their hearts are restless, their laps are empty. O Generous One, bestow your grace upon these ladies; fill the empty laps with sons and daughters.

Tu Nay Har Sawal Say Pehley Hi Dia Hay Jawab Meri Maaon Behno Iltija Hay Meri, Tum Rakho Hamesha Apni Parda Dari, Ghaur Say Suno Tum Ye Sadaaey Zainab, Hay Tumharey Haq Main Ye Duaaey Zainab

You have given the answer even before every question. My mothers and sisters, this is my plea: always maintain your modesty. Listen carefully to this call of Zainab; this is the prayer of Zainab for your sake.

Majlison Main Bibiaan Aaen Na Kabhi Be Hijab Har Dua Say Pehley Ye Dua Karen Ham, Ruk Na Paaey Majlis Ruk Na Paaey Matam, Ye Sadaaey Matam Hashr Tak Na Kam Ho, Ho Gham-E-Shah-E-Deen Or Na Koi Gham Ho

May the ladies never come to the gatherings unveiled. Before every prayer, let us pray this: may the gatherings never stop, may the mourning never cease. May this cry of mourning not diminish until the Day of Judgment; may there be only the grief of the King of Religion, and no other grief.

Aaey Ga Gham-E-Hussain Say Jahan Main Inqilab Wasta Hay Tujh Ko Shah-E-Karbala Ka, Zainab-E-Hazeen Ka Khun Bhari Rida Ka, Maut Ho Jo Sar Par Zindagi Barhaday, Ladawa Mareezon Ko Tu Hi Shifa Day

A revolution will come to the world through the grief of Hussain. I swear to you by the King of Karbala, and by the blood-stained cloak of the sorrowful Zainab. If death is looming, extend our lives; grant healing to the patients for whom there is no cure.

Teri Raza Ho To Ho Bimar Sabhi Sehatyab Tujh Say Bheek Leti Hay Har Aek Hasti, Door Karday Maula Sab Ki Tangdasti, Terey Haat Main Hay Rab Ka Har Khazana, Mang Kar To Dekhey Tujh Say Ye Zamana

If it is your will, may all the sick be restored to health. Every being takes alms from you; remove everyone's poverty, O Maula. In your hand is every treasure of the Lord; let this world just try asking from you.

Mangney Walon Ko Tu Karta Hay Ata Be Hisab Gham Mana Rahey Hain Ham Shah-E-Huda Ka, Kar Rahey Hain Matam Shah-E-Karbal Ka, Halq E Shah-E-Deen Par Chal Raha Tha Khanjar, Dil Laraz Raha Tha Dasht-E-Nainwa Ka

You grant countless gifts to those who ask. We are observing the grief of the King of Guidance; we are mourning the King of Karbala. The dagger was moving across the throat of the King of Religion; the heart of the plains of Nineveh was trembling.

Roi Zameen Roya Falak Surkh Hua Aftab Ye Dua Labon Par Subh O Shaam Aaey, Terey Zaakiron Main Mera Naam Aaey, Sar Jhuka Dia Hay Terey Dar Pay Aakey, Safdar E Hazeen Ko Sar Buland Kardey Karley Noha Khwan O Shaairon Main Mera Intikhab

The earth wept, the sky wept, the sun turned red. May this prayer come to my lips morning and evening; may my name be included among your reciters. I have bowed my head upon coming to your door; raise the head of the sorrowful Safdar. Choose me among the Noha-reciters and poets.