Zuljanah Ay Zuljanah

Boli Khatun-E-Jina, Yani Shabbir Ki Maa(n), Mera Bacha Hai(n) Kahaa(n)

The Lady of Paradise spoke, that is, the mother of Shabbir, 'Where is my child?'

Lay Gaya Ghar Se Ek Pyaase Ko, Rab Ke Mehboob Ke Nawase Ko, Chor Ker Aagaya Laeeno Me, Gham Zada Maa Ke Tu Assase Ko. Dhund Ne Jawu(n) Use, Is Andhere Me Kaha(n), Mera Bachaa Hai(n) Kaha(n)

You took a thirsty one from the house, the grandson of the Beloved of God, you left him among the oppressors, you left the treasure of a grief-stricken mother. Where should I go searching for him in this darkness? Where is my child?

Jis Ne Lashe Uthaye The Din Bhar, Khune Asghar Tha Jiske Chehre Par, Zakhme Akbar Ki Thi Anni Dil Me, Bhayi Ki Gham Me Jhuk Gayi Thi Kamar, Khaak Urhaate Hai Nabi, Hai Ali Mehve Fughaa, Mera Bacha Hai(n) Kahaa(n)

He who carried the bodies all day long, on whose face was the blood of Asghar, in whose heart was the wound of Akbar, whose back was bent in the grief of his brother. The Prophet is scattering dust in grief, Ali is wailing, 'Where is my child?'

Raqibe Dosh Mustafa Tha Wo, Tujhko Bachpan Se Chahata Tha Wo, Saath Kyu(n) Aaj Uska Chor Diya, Jabke Mushkil Me Agaya Tha Wo, Bewafayi Ka Sabab, Kya Karu(n) Tujhko Bayaa(n), Mera Bacha Hai(n) Kaha(n)

He was the one who rode on the Prophet's shoulder, he loved you since childhood, why did you abandon him today, when he was in such difficulty? How can I describe to you the reason for this betrayal? Where is my child?

Tere Mathe Pe Khun Hai Kiska, Rang Khu(n) Ye Tere Sawaar Ka Tha, Hai Mere Shir Ki Mehek Usme, Kampta Hai Alam Se Dil Mera, Bol Khamosh Hai Kyu(n), Tere Asu(n) Hai Rawaa, Mera Bacha Hai(n) Kaha(n)

Whose blood is on your forehead? This is the color of the blood of your rider. It carries the scent of my son, my heart trembles at the sight of the flag. Speak, why are you silent? Your tears are flowing, 'Where is my child?'

Jo Teri Pyaas Par Udaas Raha, Ho Ke Paani Ki Aaspaas Raha, Phir Bhi Paani Piyaa Nahi Usne, Teri Khatir Wo Mehwe Yaas Raha, Khushk Tha Uska Ghala, Khushk Thi Uski Zabaa(n), Mera Bacha Hai(n) Kaha(n)

He who remained sad at your thirst, who stayed near the water, yet he did not drink water, he remained in despair for your sake. His throat was dry, his tongue was dry, 'Where is my child?'

Kaise Soyegi Ladli Uski, Jisko Sine Pa Neend Aati Thi, Jisne Roka Tha Tujhko Jaate Huwe, Kya Kahega Agar Wo Puchhegi, Samna Uska Na Kar, Roke Dedegi Wo Jaa(n), Mera Bacha Hai(n) Kaha(n)

How will his beloved daughter sleep, she who used to sleep on his chest? She who stopped you while you were leaving, what will she say if she asks? Do not face her, she will give up her life in grief, 'Where is my child?'

Qalb Zainab Kahee(n) Fighar Na Ho, Dilpe Ehle Haram Ke Waar Na Ho, Tu Jo Khayme Me Jayenga Khali, Kon Hai Jo, Ke Soghwaar Na Ho, Tu Jo Jaayega Wahaa(n), Hashr Ka Honga Samaa(n), Mera Bacha Hai(n) Kaha(n)

May Zainab's heart not be wounded, may there not be a blow to the hearts of the household. If you go to the tents empty-handed, who is there who will not be grief-stricken? If you go there, it will be a scene of the Day of Judgment, 'Where is my child?'

Na Gawaa Sar Sina Pe Aayaa Nazar, Zikre Khaliq Tha Jiske Honto Par, Thaam Kar Dil Larazte Haatho(n) Se, Boli "Rehan", Madare Sarwar, Tujhse Ay Aspe Jhari, Ab Na Puchengi Ye Maa(n), Mera Bachha Hai Kahaa(n),

The severed head was seen on the spear, the remembrance of the Creator was on his lips. Holding her heart with trembling hands, Rehan said, the mother of the Master, 'O horse of the battlefield, this mother will no longer ask, Where is my child?'