Ya Mustafa

Mehboob E Haqq, Khairul Bashar, Islam Ke Baani Nabi Shams Uz Zuha, Badr Ud Duja, Noor E Khuda, Shaan E Wali Zakhmi Hai Dil, Zakhmi Jigar, Ye Jaanta Hai Kab Koi Wo Ghum Mile Hai Aap Ko Sadqe Me Hai Saara Jahan

Beloved of the Truth, the best of mankind, the Prophet who founded Islam, The sun of the morning, the full moon of the darkness, the light of God, the glory of the saints. My heart is wounded, my soul is wounded, but who truly knows this? The sorrows you have endured are the price for which the whole world exists.

Pyaare Nabi Ya Mustafa Har Aankh Hai Girya Kuna

O beloved Prophet, O Chosen One, Every eye is weeping.

Kya Mustafa Ne Ghum Sahe, Duniya Ko Kab Maloom Hai Sab Ke Liye Rehmat Hai Jo, Khud Kis Qadar Mazloom Hai Qurbaan Sab Kuch Kar Diya

What sorrows the Chosen One endured, when does the world ever know? He who is a mercy for all, How oppressed he was himself, He sacrificed everything.

Patthar Use Maare Gaye Jo Rehmat E Kaunain Tha Taed Ki Galiyo Me Lahu Behta Raha Behta Raha Phir Bhi Nahi Ki Baddua

Stones were cast at him who was the mercy for both worlds, In the streets of Ta'if, his blood Kept flowing, kept flowing, Yet he never uttered a curse.

Ye Sochte Hai Mustafa Aaghosh Mein Shabbir Hai Khanjar Rawa Gardan Pe Hai Zakhmi Badan Mein Teer Hai Aaegi Ek Din Karbala

The Chosen One thinks of how Shabbir (Hussain) is in his embrace, While the dagger moves across his throat, And arrows pierce his wounded body, And one day, Karbala will come.

Beti Pe Mere Baad Phir Har Zulm Dhaya Jaega Mohsin Shahadat Paega Ghar Ko Jalaya Jaega Subbat Ilayya Ki Sadaa

After me, every tyranny will be inflicted upon my daughter, Mohsin will attain martyrdom, The house will be set on fire, And the cry of 'Return to me' will echo.

Hasnain Hai Girya Kuna Nana Ki Mayyat Dekh Kar Baba Chale Hai Chodkar Zehra Ka Hai Muztar Jigar Ab Kya Karegi Fatima

Hassan and Hussain are weeping, seeing the funeral of their grandfather, Father has left us behind, Zehra's heart is in turmoil, What will Fatima do now?

Haider Ki Aankhein Ashk Hai Taboot Mein Hai Mustafa Zehra Akeli Rehgayi Aur Puchti Hai Maamta Wo Shaam Kufa Karbala

Haider's (Ali's) eyes are full of tears, the Chosen One is in the coffin, Zehra is left alone, And her motherly heart asks, About the evenings of Kufa and Karbala.

Zainab Ke Lab Par Thi Sadaa Lut Kar Madine Aagaye Kurta Liya Shabbir Ka Marqad Pe Nana Ki Chale Mehshar Bapa Hone Laga

On Zainab's lips was the cry: 'We have returned to Medina after being looted', She took the shirt of Shabbir, And walked to her grandfather's grave, And the Day of Judgment began to unfold.

Lega Wo Badla Zulm Ka Ek Din 'Mohammad' Akhri Uski Musibat Likh Sake Haq Hai Ali Safdar Yahi Maine Qamar Noha Likha

One day, the final 'Mohammad' (Imam Mahdi) will take revenge for this tyranny, To write of his suffering, Is the right of Ali Safdar, I, Qamar, have written this Noha.

Pyaare Nabi Ya Mustafa Har Aankh Hai Girya Kuna

O beloved Prophet, O Chosen One, every eye is weeping.