Walking on a knife edge
To he who gave his head
I walk with tears in my eye
Walking to you what’s pain?
Your Zainab walked in chains
Oh feet don’t you complain
Walk on
Am I worthy to call your name
Do you even know who I am
My deeds had me veiled from you my Mawla
You are in a whole different realm
Prayers, on you rain like the rain
I am but a mist in the rain aren’t I
My tears
I lost count
My years
They don’t count
If I fail to shout
And wail
TharAllah
SHAHEEDE KARBALA
ME HAZIR HUN MOLA
TERA GHAM DIL ME HAI MOLA
GAREEB E KARBALA
QATEEL E NAINAWA
ZAEEF E ASHURA MOLA
TERE GHAM ME GHAMZADA
MERE DIL KI HAI BUKA
SAFAR TERE GHAM ME MERA MOLA
NAZAR TERE DAR PAR RAKHO
YE HAI QADMO KI SADA
DIKHE MUJHE ROZA TERA MOLA
MERI HAZRAT HAI
JABEEN JAB RAKH DUN ME
TERI CHOKHAT SE
UTHE NA SAR MERA
QARAAR AAJAE
MUJHE BHI SARALLAH
HUSSAIN SARALLAH
HUSSAIN SARALLAH