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English Nawha, \\\"Ya Zahra\\\" by Voices of Passion. Ya Zahra Chorus: Ya Zahra (4x\\\'s) 1. Oh the purest pious, lady of light An example of dignity and might How can we not shed a tear for you? When we see the pain that you went through 2. From a young age you have faced tyranny Felt great pain as you lost your baby Suffered sorrow as your father left you Yet you stayed strong we wish to be like you 3. Sayyeda tun-Nisa, Al-Alameen* Your mother the arabs uncrowned queen You\\\'re the center of the pure Ahlul-bayt* Chief of all those mentioned ladies so great By Mawla*\\\'s side after Rasoolillah* You stood up to the thugs of Madina When the door came crushing down on you Mohsin* taken cruelly away from you Never been seen outside without your garb Even in death, you showed the true Hijab* But your daughters unveiled for all to see Also uncovered: your son\\\'s headless body *Sayeda tun Nisa, al-alemeen: Leader of the women of the Worlds *Ahlul-bayt: Title given to the Prophet Muhammad, Imam Ali, Hazrat Fatima, Imam Hassan, and Imam Hussain collectively. Literally \\\"People of the House\\\" *Mawla: Title of Imam Ali meaning \\\"Master\\\" *Rasoolilah: Title of the Prophet Muhammad meaning Messenger of Allah *Mohsin: This was the name of Hazrat Fatima\\\'s unborn son who was miscarried due to her injuries from the attack on her home. *Hijab: The Islamic concept of modesty

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\\\"The Talking Sword\\\" English Marthia by:Nouri Sardar, recited by Ali Fadhil. A poem from the point of view of Imam Ali (a.s.) after the death of Hazrat Fatima Zahra. Pictures by various artists. Poem Lyrics: For her Haidar cries, Fatima has died (2x\\\'s) And by you is your sword Oh lion of your Lord And by you is your sword Oh lion of your Lord Your Thulfiqar though it\\\'s unseen cries tears for her Asking you for vengeance please give it an answer It points toward the door that was burned by fire And asks you: \\\"Please let me avenge her, oh Haidar\\\" For her the sword cries, tears flow from it\\\'s eyes (2x\\\'s) To sorrow it\\\'s been called, Oh lion of your Lord To sorrow it\\\'s been called Oh lion of your Lord Haidar answers with his tears talking to the sword: \\\"Do not tempt me I must show patience to my Lord\\\" \\\"Though my patience is slowly dying oh my sword\\\" \\\"I can\\\'t use you to avenge her as I was told\\\" \\\"To draw you I yearn, In grief my heart burns\\\" (2x\\\'s) \\\"So draw me,\\\" says the sword Oh lion of your Lord \\\"So draw me,\\\" says the sword Oh lion of your Lord The sword says, \\\"Haider my eyes saw her when she screamed\\\" \\\"After the door crushed her, her rib broke as it seemed\\\" \\\"Oh Haidar to argue with you I do not mean\\\" \\\"But by the wall and door she was crushed in between\\\" \\\"How can you stand still when she has wailed?\\\" (2x\\\'s) \\\"Vengeance by me assured\\\" O lion of your Lord \\\"Vengeance by me assured\\\" O lion of your Lord Haidar with tears flowing, cries in his bravery \\\"Oh sword of the wall and door do not remind me\\\" \\\"For I remember the nail that pierced her body\\\" \\\"And I wish that in my hand oh sword you had been\\\" The sword begs \\\'Ali, \\\"In your hands raise me\\\" (2x\\\'s) \\\"Haidar answer my call\\\" Oh lion of your Lord \\\"Haidar answer my call\\\" Oh lion of your Lord Haider two things for vengeance are making a call For vengeance is asking from you the door and wall Still stained upon them is her blood that on them fell With their eyes they saw Zahra\\\'s rib broken and torn For justice they\\\'ve begged Since her blood was shed Even patience it cries, Oh lion of your Lord Even patience it cries, Oh lion of your Lord

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Am I not Fatima Zahra? By: Nouri Sardar, Recited by: Ali Fadhil. Originally produced by: Ahlul-Bayt TV. A lyrical poem (marthia) about the tragedy of Hazrat Fatima (a.s.). I do not own the audio or the artwork used. Marthia Lyrics: Tell me people why my tears flow am I not Fatimah Zahra? Tell me people why my tears flow why the door and why the fire? Tell me people why the nail why do I cry and why the fire? Oh people of the world listen. I am the daughter of Ahmed. I am the rose of his vision. My name flows in the tears he sheds. I\\\'m the leader of all women, their hands to heaven by me led. So tell me why oh creation between the wall and door I bled? Am I not just? Me don\\\'t you trust? I was born pure me don\\\'t you trust? In my two eyes rest all my cries with them my wails and my screams In my two eyes rest all my cries after all the pain they have seen So I wail why the nail why do I cry and why the fire? As my tears rest beneath my eyes I ask you take me to patience. I do not know where patience lies nor do I know where is justice. I cried for Ahmed in my nights and you told me to leave this place. They pushed the door against my cries and they struck me upon my face. The broke my rib, all my worship prays against them All my worship prays against them, all my worship Do tears not flow when I tell you how my rib broke behind the door? Do not tears flow when I tell you how from my chest my blood it\\\'s poured? From the nail why the nail why do I cry and why the fire? Should I tell you about Mohsin were he to be born beautiful? But they crushed me and crushed my son from my chest by the door I fell. I heard him cry a scream of screams saying: \\\"Mother to you I tell I wish I\\\'d grown up by your side but now to your son say farewell.\\\" I talked to him this sad orphan Throughout the day and throughout night I talk to him this sad orphan now all I talk to is the night. Farewell my child. Why the nail why do I cry and why the fire?