Shaam Haye Shaam

Haye Shaam Haye Shaam

Oh Shaam [Damascus], oh Shaam!

Teri Ummat Ke Zewar Pahan Kar

Dekho Nana Chali Hun Mai Shaam

Wearing the adornments of your [the Prophet's (pbuh)] community

Look, oh Grandfather [Prophet Muhammad (pbuh)], I am being taken to Shaam!

Shaam Haye Shaam

Shaam, oh Shaam!

Mai Deti Kafan Tujhko Bhaiya

Gar Sar Pe Rida Meri Hoti

Gar Hote Khule Hath Mere..

Tere Zakhmon Ko Hathon Se Dhoti.....

Paband E Rasan Sar Barehna

Dekho Bhaiya Chali Hun Mai Shaam.

I would have wrapped you in a burial shroud, my brother [Husayn (as)]

If only I still had my own covering on my head

If only my hands were free…

I would have washed your wounds with my own hands…

My hands are bound in rope, my head left bare

Look, my brother [Husayn (as)], they are taking me to Shaam!

Shaam Haye Shaam

Shaam, oh Shaam!

Jis ZAINAB (SAWS) Ko Tum Ne Baradar.....Kabhi Nazren Utha Kar Na Dekha

Hath Rassi Se Mere Bandhe Hai.....Aur Sar Par Nahi Mere Parda.....

Kaise Kufe Mein Jaungi GAZI

Jub Balve Mein Aaienga Naam....

The same Zaynab (as) whom you, my brother [Husayn (as)], never allowed anyone to raise their eyes toward…

My hands are tied with rope, and there is no veil left upon my head…

How will I enter Kufa, oh Ghazi [the victorious one, Husayn (as)]?

When my name is called out in the middle of that uproar…

shaam haye shaam

Shaam, oh Shaam!

Jaise Darbar Paas Aa Raha Hai..... Mera Dil Doobta Jaa Raha Hai.....

Mai To Ghar Mein Bhi Kam Bolti Thi ..... Bhai Tum Ko To Sub Kutch Pata Hai.....

Kis Tarha Se Karengi Bata De.....2

Ek Sharabi Se ZAINAB Kalam.....

As the court [of Yazeed] draws near, my heart is sinking…

I was always someone of few words, even at home. Brother [Husayn (as)], you know this better than anyone…

Tell me, how will I even speak? How will I find the words?

Zaynab (as), speaking before a drunkard [Yazeed]…

Shaam haye shaam

Shaam, oh Shaam!

Dil Yeh Kehta Hai Ro Ro Ke Bhaiya....Kash ABBAS Maujood Hota.....

Kaant Deta Woh Uski Zuban Ko..... Koi Baghi Agar Mujhko Kehta.....

Dekhti Phir Mai Kis Tarha Leta.....2

Koi ZAINAB Ka Majme Mein Naam

My heart cries out through its tears, my brother [Husayn (as)], if only Abbas (as) were here…

He would have cut out the tongue of anyone who dared call me a rebel

Then I would have watched, how would he even dare? How would he dare?

To call out Zaynab's (as) name before that crowd!

Shaam Haye shaam

Shaam, oh Shaam!

Ay nana mai kaise suna oon

darbar e shaqi ka wo manzar

sab qaari o hafiz they baithe

aur sar pe na thi mere chadar

ay nana teri betiyon ko

kyun laaye hain sar nange aam

Oh Grandfather [Prophet Muhammad (pbuh)], how can I even bring myself to tell you

The scene of that tyrant's [Yazeed's] court…

Reciters and memorizers of the Quran were all seated there

And yet there was no covering on my head…

Oh Grandfather, the daughters of your family [the Ahlul Bayt]

Why have they been paraded in public with their heads uncovered, for all to see?