Bhai bhai pukarti rahi mai, phir bhi khanjar nahi ruka amma
Mother, I kept calling for my brother but the dagger didn't stop
shimr ne ki phir aisi ghustakhi..(2) mujhse dekha nahi gaya amma
I couldn't watch shimr's insolence, Mother
bhai bhai pukarti rahi mai, phir bhi khanjar nahi ruka amma
Mother, I kept calling for my brother but the dagger didn't stop
Tum jo zulfe sawara karti thi
The locks of hair that you used to brush
unhi zulfo mein haath tha uska
Were the ones shimr held
jaha'n bose diye the nana ne
Where The Prophet used to kiss
usi gardan se khoo'n tapakta tha
Is the neck where blood poured
sare shabbir yu uthaye hue
Carrying the head of Hussain
shimr khaime tak aagaya amma
He reached our camp, Mother
bhai bhai pukarti rahi mai, phir bhi khanjar nahi ruka amma
Mother, I kept calling for my brother but the dagger didn't stop
Dekh kar mujhko bayn karte hue
shimr saw me lament for Hussain
shimr har baar muskarata raha
he kept smiling
meri nazro ke saamne zalim
I witnessed
waar ginkar churi chalata raha
the attack of knives, there were precisely
haye 13 zarbe thi aur kund khanjar tha
13 swords and a dull dagger
aur shabbir ka gala amma
And Hussain's throat, Mother
bhai bhai pukarti rahi mai, phir bhi khanjar nahi ruka amma
Mother, I kept calling for my brother but the dagger didn't stop
Charo janib se gher rakha tha
Surrounded from all 4 sides
tere noore nazar ko lashkar ne
Was the light of your eyes
teer barsata tha koi uspar
Some rained arrows onto him
koi patthar se maarta tha
Some threw rocks
haye ret zakhmo pe wo girata raha
Some poured the dessert sand on his wounds,
jisko patthar nahi mila amma
those who couldn't find rocks
bhai bhai pukarti rahi mai, phir bhi khanjar nahi ruka amma
Mother, I kept calling for my brother but the dagger didn't stop
Tegh Jis Dum Koi Chali Uspar
When a sword attacked Hussain
Haye ABBAS (ASWS) Kehke Roya Tha
He cried for Abbas
Teer Peshani Pe Laga Jis Dum
When an arrow struck Hussain's forehead
Haye ASGHAR (ASWS) Zabaa'n Pe Aaya Tha
He cried for Asghar
Haye AKBAR (ASWS) Pukara bhaiya Ne
Hussain cried out for Akbar
Jab Bhi Neza Koi Laga Amma
When a spear struck him
bhai bhai pukarti rahi mai, phir bhi khanjar nahi ruka amma
Mother, I kept calling for my brother but the dagger didn't stop
Haye jab chalaya tha shimr ne khanjar
When shimr ran his dagger
maine aanko'n se apni dekha tha
I witnessed with my own eyes
haath apne uthake pehlu se
You lifted your hands
tune sukhe gale pe rakha tha
And placed them on Hussain's parched throat
ungliya'n zakhmi hogayi hongi
Your fingers must be injured
haath mujhse to naa chupa amma
Mother, don't hide your hands from me
bhai bhai pukarti rahi mai, phir bhi khanjar nahi ruka amma
Mother, I kept calling for my brother but the dagger didn't stop
Aisi Nafrat Thi Unke Seeno Mein
There was so much hate in the hearts of the Syrians
Ye Bhi Socha Na Shaam Walo Ne
They didn't even think
Deen E Islam Mein Zabiha Tak
Even animals in Islam
Zibha Pyaase Nahi Kiye Jaate
are not slaughtered thirsty
Haye Teen Din Se HUSAIN (AS) Pyaasa Hai
Hussain was thirsty for 3 days
Ye Bhi Socha Nahi Gaya Amma
It didn't occur to them
Bhai Bhai Pukarti Rahi Mai, Phir Bhi Khanjar Nahi Ruka Amma
Mother, I kept calling for my brother but the dagger didn't stop
Shair/Author: Hasnain Akbar
Souzkhwan/Reciter: Mir Hasan Mir
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