Ya Abbas Ya Abbas

Jab Hawaon May Nami Mehsoos Ki Abbas Ne Ehtiyatan Saans Rok Li Abbas Ne Mauj-E-Kausar Sar Uthakar Dekhti Hi Reh Gayi Itni Unchayi Par Rakh Di Tashnagi Abbas Ne

When Abbas felt the moisture in the air, Abbas cautiously held his breath. The waves of Kausar looked up in awe, For Abbas had placed his thirst at such a height.

Saja Rakhi Thi Darya Par Ajab Baarat Pani Ki Bahut Karte Thay Ashrare Yazidi Baat Pani Ki Magar Darya Pe Pahunchay Thokare Maari Chale Aaye Batadi Hazrat-E-Abbas Ne Aukhaad Pani Ki Kate Baazu Chidi Mashkeeza Bachi Reh Gayi Pyaasi Zameen Pe Khoon Bankar Hogayi Barsaat Pani Ki

A strange wedding procession of water was arranged upon the river, The Yazidi villains spoke much of water. But when he reached the river, he kicked it aside and walked away, Hazrat Abbas revealed the true worth of water. Arms severed, water-skin pierced, the child remained thirsty, On the earth, the rain of water turned into blood.

Jahan Bhi Pani-O-Mask-O-Alam Ki Baat Chali Ali Ke Laal Ke Qadmo Tale Faraad Chali Wafa-E-Ishq-O-Mohabbat Ki Kaayanat Chali Dua-E-Fatima Zehra Bhi Saat Saat Chali Alam Ke Dam Se Hai Ab Tak Hayaat Pani Ki Jari Ki Jeet Hui Aur Maath Pani Ki

Wherever there is talk of water, the water-skin, and the standard, The Euphrates flows beneath the feet of Ali's son. The universe of loyalty, love, and devotion moves along, The prayer of Fatima Zahra also walks alongside. Because of the standard, the life of water still exists, The Victorious one won, and water was defeated.

Wo Ek Mashk Jo Kausar Samayt Kar Nikli Labon Pe Apne Samandar Samayt Kar Nikli Tabassum-E-Ali Asghar Samayt Kar Nikli Jo Ek Zarb Se Laskhar Samayt Kar Nikli Agar Na Kehti Ye Aab-E-Hayaat Pani Ki Har Ek Nigaah Se Gir Jaati Zaat Pani Ki

That one water-skin which set out gathering the essence of Kausar, Gathering the ocean upon its lips, Gathering the smile of Ali Asghar, Which scattered an army with a single strike. If it had not called itself the water of life, The very essence of water would have fallen in every eye.

Sakina Bibi Ke Sadkhe Ali Ke Laal Salaam Jari Shaki Asad-E-Sher-E-Zuljalaal Salaam Wafa Ki Aakhri Hadke Mahay Kamaal Salaam Nahi Hai Dono Jahaan May Teri Misaal Salaam Tere Kate Hue Baazu Nijaat Pani Ki Tere Badan Ka Pasina Zakaat Pani Ki

For the sake of Bibi Sakina, peace be upon the son of Ali, Peace be upon the brave, the lion of the Majestic Lord. Peace be upon the ultimate limit of loyalty, the moon of perfection, There is no example of you in both worlds, peace be upon you. Your severed arms are the salvation of water, The sweat of your body is the charity of water.

Himaayat-E-Shah-E-Mazloom May Panaah Abbas Tabaat-O-Jurrat-O-Ghairat Ki Inteha Abbas Janaab-E-Zainab-E-Bekas Ka Aasra Abbas Lab-E-Faraath Fakadh Tune Ye Likha Abbas Hamari Tashnalabi Hai Faraath Pani Ki Hayaat Pyason Ki Thairi Vafaath Pani Ki

In the support of the Oppressed King, Abbas is the refuge, Abbas is the limit of steadfastness, courage, and honor. Abbas is the support of the helpless Lady Zainab. At the bank of the Euphrates, you wrote this, Abbas: Our thirst is the Euphrates of water, The life of the thirsty became the death of water.

Meri Hayaath Ka Samaan Nasir-E-Shabbir Badalta Rehta Hai Jo Kaayanat Ki Taqdeer Faraath-O-Mashq-O-Alam Jiski Hashr Tak Jaageer Mai Aur Ye Meri Tanzeem Iske Dar Ke Fakheer Bahegi Chasm-E-Aza Se Faraath Pani Ki Chalegi Majlis-O-Matam May Baat Pani Ki

The provision for my life is the helper of Shabbir, Who keeps changing the destiny of the universe. Whose inheritance until the Day of Judgment is the Euphrates, the water-skin, and the standard. I and this organization of mine are beggars at his door. The Euphrates of water will flow from the eyes of the mourners, The talk of water will continue in the gatherings and mourning.