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Aseer Hoke Chali Hoon Salam Ay Baba
Aseer Hoke Chali Hoo Salaam Ay Baba
I Go As A Captive, Greetings O Father
Yahan Se Jaati Hoo Zindan E Shaam Ay Baba
From Here I Go To The Prison Of Shaam, O Father
Suno Sakina Se Gham Ka Payam Ay Baba
Listen To This Message Of Sorrow From Sakina, O Father
Hamare Jal Gaye Saare Khayam Ay Baba
All Our Tents Have Burned, O Father
Kahan Kahan Ho Na Jane Khayam Ay Baba
Where Are You, I Don'T Know, O Father
Hai Wajhe Zeest Tumhara Hi Naam Ay Baba
Your Name Is The Reason For My Existence, O Father
Suna Hai Sham Ka Darbar Jab Bhara Hoga
I'Ve Heard When The Court Of Damascus Will Be Full
Yazeed Ka Sare Darbar Saamna Hoga
There Will Be A Confrontation In Yazid'S Court
Mere To Bhai Bhi Zanjeer Se Bandha Hoga
My Brother Will Be Bound In Chains
Phupu Jo Paunchengi Darbar Mein To Kya Hoga
What Will Happen When Aunt Reaches The Court
Abhi Se Shaam Ko Jaane Ki Ibteda Dekho
See The Beginning Of Our Journey To Damascus
Rasan Se Ghut-Ta Hai Baba Mera Gala Dekho
See Father, My Throat Is Choked By The Rope
Phupi Ke Sar Se Bhi To Cheenli Rida Dekho
See, They'Ve Snatched The Veil From Aunt'S Head Too
Ye Ibteda Hai To Kya Hogi Inteha Dekho
If This Is The Beginning, Imagine What The End Will Be
Hamara Karbobala Me Khayam Ho Na Saka
Our Tent In Karbala Could Not Be Established
Tumhara Dafn Ka Bhi Intezaam Ho Na Saka
Even Arrangements For Your Burial Could Not Be Made
Pare Hai Khak Pe Kuch Ehteraam Ho Na Saka
You Lie On The Dust, No Respect Could Be Shown
Wo Khoaf Hai Ke Ada Bhi Salam Ho Na Saka
It'S Such Weakness That Even Greetings Couldn'T Be Offered(Redo Line)
Jo Poocho Sabr To Mai Fathema Ki Poti Hoo
If You Ask About Patience, I Am Fatima'S Granddaughter
Mai Apne Kunbe Ki Mazlumiyat Ko Roti Hoo
I Weep For The Oppression Of My Family
Tumhay Na Paake Bahot Dilfigar Hoti Hoo
Not Finding You, I Become Very Heartbroken
Chacha Ke Dashte Bureeda Se Jaan Khoti Hoo
My Life Is Lost Over My Uncle [Abbas]’S Severed Hands
Na Poocho Haalate Bemaar E Karbala Baba
Don'T Ask About The Condition Of The One Sick In Karbala, Father
Hamare Hai Yehi Salaar E Khafila Baba
He Is Our Caravan Leader, Father
Khushi Se Sehgaye Har Zulm Har Jafa Baba
He Bore Every Oppression, Every Cruelty With Joy, Father
Hai Aaj Shaam Ki Manzil Ka Marhala Baba
Today Is The Stage Of The Journey To Damascus, Father
Ye Mera Aakhri Ab To Salam Lo Baba
This Is My Last Greeting Now, Take It Father
Jo Ho Sake To Gala Aake Khol-Do Baba
If Possible, Come And Embrace Me, Father
Zaroor Aana Bulaungi Aap-Ko Baba
Do Come When I Call You, Father
Dua Karo Mujhe Eeza Na Aur Ho Baba
Pray That I Face No More Torment, Father
Hai Ab Bhi Pesh E Nazar Waaqiyat E Karbobala
The Events Of Karbala Are Still Before My Eyes
Wohi Hai Shimr Ka Khanjar Wohi Hai Sheh Ka Gala
That'S Still Shimr'S Dagger, That'S Still Your Throat
Wohi Hai Shaam Ka Bazaar Aur Wohi Koofa
That'S Still The Market Of Damascus And That Same Kufa
Urooj Ab Bhi Sakina Ki Aa Rahi Hai Sada
Sakina'S Voice Is Still Reaching Its Zenith