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Javad Moghadam reciting for fatemieh in qom iran. (سید شبابی تو اربابی ( شور ((مداحی / کربلایی جواد مقدم / سال 1391 / ایام فاطمیه اول 1391 ( لواء الزینب (س

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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?

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\\\"Moon of Muharram\\\" English Noha By: Voices of Passion Artwork by Various Artists A Noha introducing the story of Karbala. Noha Lyrics: Chorus The moon of Muharram, times of sadness have come The crescent has now arrived, casting gloom on Karbala, casting gloom on Karbala 1 Betrayal by the Kufans, set this moon on its course Calling out for their guide, treachery with no remorse Muslim and his sons, what a tragedy Oh what a calamity, the moon bleeds to forsee 2 On the ninth it heard the prayers of those pure souls Fought the rising sun, for perhaps this could be its role Akber\\\'s adhaan so clear, this moon filled with fear How will it possibly arise and see the state of those dear? 3 It saw the six month infant, no water but an arrow That night it shone its light on, Rabaab filled with such sorrow To see my Asghar I crave, I hear nothing but his cries Oh sun please do not arise, and with this mother sympathise 4 Witnessed it the trampling on Shaame Gharibaa Saw that night the terror, bodies scattered afar Tents looted and on fire, earrings snatched from Rukayya This moon also in such pains, this household bound in chains 5 From this month my bibi, had to wander veilless Zahra\\\'s grave is restless, for her daughter, princess The cloak of purity, for this mother so holy The beloved of Fatema paraded in the bazaar

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English Noha You take all the children By: Nouri Sardar, recited by Ali Fadhil Artwork by Various Artists A noha about Fatima Sughra, the daughter of Imam Hussain (a.s.) left behind in Madinah. Noha Lyrics: 1 I wake up to find you have left, oh father My tears drip down and they flow like a river Please come back I ask you by our Creator I have never been away from you ever I miss your scent and kiss, oh son of Haidar And my name is the sweet name of your mother You\\\'ve given me this name and you I do not blame Your mother she loved you and my love is the same (2xs) Your words I want to hear, you leave me with my tears And leave my heart broken, and leave my heart broken Chorus You take all the children, you take all the women, So why did you leave me and leave my heart broken? You leave me alone here, you leave me with my tears And leave my heart broken and leave my heart broken 2 I stand and wait at my door for your return You left me but took all the other children With every passing day I feel my heart burn I long to kiss you, your warmth is what I yearn You are my rose, my flower, and my vision Without Hussain to who am I left to turn I\\\'m surrounded by night, father you were my light I live in a shadow without hearing or sight (2xs) I long to hold you near, you leave me with my tears And leave my heart broken, and leave my heart broken 3 He tells me \\\"Oh my rose, why are your eyes wet\\\"? I tell him \\\"your absence my heart can\\\'t accept\\\" \\\"My father every night at your side I\\\'ve slept\\\" \\\"I\\\'ve never met anyone like you I\\\'ve met\\\" \\\"Your hand in my hand always I would have kept\\\" \\\"Everyday I was apart from you I\\\'ve wept\\\" He tells me \\\"oh young one, it is God\\\'s decision\\\" \\\"That you must be left here and live life an orphan\\\" (2xs) I tell him \\\"I can\\\'t bear, you leave me with my tears\\\" \\\"And leave my heart broken, and leave my heart broken\\\" 4 I ask him \\\"by Zahra why would leave me?\\\" \\\"Since my birth everyday you have been near me\\\" He tells me \\\"Oh star my death approaches me\\\" \\\"You remind me of my mother, it hurts me\\\" But I tell him \\\"I don\\\'t care if death takes me\\\" \\\"Let me die beside you father please let me\\\" \\\"With you and your body please let me be buried\\\" \\\"Together we will die this will make me happy\\\" (2xs) My loneliness I fear, you leave me with my tears And leave my heart broken, and leave my heart broken 5 You took with you my brothers, sisters and all I wish the skies both day and night on me fall Your mother cried out between the door and wall My father I cry out to the same call I cry when Shimr over your neck stands tall I shed tears when Zainab cries in Yazeed\\\'s hall I cry when the arrows make my father\\\'s blood flow They take Hussain away, leave me with his shadow (2xs) Your shadow I hold dear, you leave me with my tears And leave my heart broken, and leave my heart broken

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English Noha \\\"Father of Young Roqqaiyah\\\" by: Voices of Passion Artwork by Various artists A Noha about various martyrs of Karbala Noha Lyrics: Chorus: Father of young Ruqayya; Akber, Asghar and Sajjad Brother to al-Mujtaba, and abul-Fadhil Abbas 1 \\\"Al-Atash\\\" Rukayya cried; thirst apparent in her eyes; Allah-Allah \\\"Al-Atash\\\" Rukayya cried; sorrow in her father\\\'s eyes; Allah-Allah \\\"Al-Atash\\\" Rukayya cried; verve is in Abbas\\\'s eyes; Allah-Allah \\\"Al-Atash\\\" Rukayya cries, her eyes meet Abbas\\\'s eyes, Allah-Allah Ruqayya\\\'s hopes began to rise, her uncle would heed her cries The children gathered around; watched the flag fall to the ground From that point until her death, al-Atash had left her breath 2 Allahu Akber the adhaan came; the morning of the main campaign; Allah-Allah Akber stood facing falsehood; ready to fight protecting good; Allah-Allah Like the Prophet in every way; How did his father give him away; Allah-Allah To battle he rode unconstrained; uncle Abbas had him well trained; Allah-Allah Husayn went running at his behest; the spear embedded in his chest If Ali looked down, he\\\'d cry; what evil my son must defy Husayn pulled out that metal shard; the gates of Khayber weren\\\'t that hard 3 \\\"Hal-min nassir yansurunaa\\\"; calling out to the shia; Allah-Allah Asghar\\\'s lips so dry with thirst; denied by that army cursed; Allah-Allah Took that baby to the tent; showed them what their treatment meant; Allah-Allah Those few that still had some heart; ran towards river Furaat; Allah-Allah Hurmala raised his arrow; about to cause such great sorrow The tiny throat no longer cries; this soul with Allah resides The ground and sky are so aggrieved; that kind of blood they don\\\'t receive 4 Battle over, one man remains; tied up in hot burning chains; Allah-Allah With inner strength he maintains calm; for now he is the true Imaam; Allah-Allah Tortured and dragged through the street; this story he does repeat; Allah-Allah The message spreads so far and wide; the message of Islam survives; Allah-Allah Zainab and Imam Sajjad; sermons to Ibne-Ziyad In Shaam young Ruqayya rests; with all the pain her wounds suggest We await Al-Mehdi the holy guide; for only then will truth reside 5 Al-Hassan could not be there, but his letter his son did bare; Allah-Allah Only an Imaam could know, such foresight Hassan did show, Allah-Allah While he sought peace all his life, he knew his brother would face such strife; Allah-Allah When Qasim sought to go and fight, that letter let him give his life; Allah-Allah The young soldier could barely climb, on the horse even that time In the battle he fell off his steed, Imaam rushed out to his need Trampled Qasim is what he saw, but Imaam did not withdraw 6 Al-Atash Ruqayya cries; thirst apparent in her eyes; Allah-Allah Permission Abbas does seek; he can\\\'t help but protect the weak; Allah-Allah Haider\\\'s son so brave and pure; the flag held high and so assured; Allah-Allah At the river would he drink first; horse nor man obey their thirst; Allah-Allah He takes the mushk towards the tent; he must deliver its contents The arrow hits his eye and bag; his arms cut off he drops that flag Salaam on you brother Husayn; Islam\\\'s victory you must attain

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English Marthia Tomorrow by: Nouri Sardar Recited by Ali Fadhil Video from the Mukhtar Nameh Series Poetry about the Companions of Imam Hussain (a.s.) Lyrics: Tomorrow with these swords raised... we write an oath in our blood For endless years we\'ll be praised... with pride we welcome the dust * * * The world shall learn from our blood... and lives with us no disgrace Pride sits on all our shoulders... every man hope in his face Only destiny knows us... it\'s hand brought us to this place Angels circle our arrows Beauty engulfs our sorrow As we welcome tomorrow Tomorrow in death we\'ll sleep... with honour, death we shall meet * * * O\' grave that shall be our homes... for us reveal your carpets After we are dressed in blood... dress us in your pure garments We\'ve sold ourselves to Hussein... and left sorrow and torment We\'ve left our wives and children Our sons shall grow as orphans Our hearts Hussein as stolen Even if it\'s at this price... Hussein is our greatest guide * * * Upon us God has his eye... the Lord watches over us Our lives were made for Hussein... and this service we entrust The Lord shall see our service... as we throw away our lust We throw away our evil And welcome death and angels To craft a beautiful world Our blood shall build the future... and justice it shall ensure * * * The poets shall draw for us... a picture of such beauty The future shall testify... Hussein is worth our bodies Oppression will not prevail... for it\'s blood our swords thirsty We are thirsty for our deaths With martyrdom we are blessed As we welcome our last breaths Haider\'s name sits on our tongue... our battle-cry and our song * * * Tomorrow let the world watch... a golden road we shall pave Its cement is our bodies... its gold the death that we crave Upon it millions shall walk... when they visit Hussein\'s grave Indeed we teach the nations To Hussein lives are given For Hussein fates are written Judgement Day it shall be known... Hussein\'s servants are his crown

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English Noha \\\"Zainab Lamented\\\" by: Voices of Passion Artwork by various artists A noha about the events of Karbala from the prospective of Sayyeda Zainab. Noha Lyrics: Intro When the hot sun set on Ashura, bodies lay scattered in Karbala Did they have no shame, Ahlul Bayt were slain Zainab lamented to Fatima Chorus Oh dearest mother Ya Fatima, look what has happened in Karbala Come back and save us, they have betrayed us Zainab lamented to Fatima 1 When your son Husayn took his beloved to the battlefield for some water They quenched his thirst with a three-pronged arrow, Zahra you do not want to know more Even a baby was martyerd thirsty Zainab lamented to Fatima 2 When Husayn\\\'s son Akbar gave the adhaan they thought Rasulullah was calling It struck them that they were on the wrong side but then they saw Ali Akbar speaking They had no decency and felt no sympathy Zainab lamented to Fatima 3 When my two young sons Aun and Muhammad went out and fought so valiantly I was grateful and thanked The Almighty for what a blessing He did give me Defending the truth, rejecting falsehood Zainab lamented to Fatima 4 That night after Husayn had been martyred, I stood outside and alone with my sword I was the guardian of all the children, but then a man did slowly approach When he came closer, was it my father? Zainab lamented to Fatima 5 When your great grandson will reappear, he will resemble Rasulullah He will come back near the Holy Kaaba and avenge the blood of Karbala Salaam on you son, the holy twelfth one Zainab lamented to Fatima

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English Noha \\\"Slaughtered and Martyred\\\" by: Voices of Passion Artwork by Various artists A Noha portraying the heroes of Karbala Noha Lyrics: Chorus Slaughtered and martyred in Karbala, Oh beloved son of Fatima (2xs) In the city of Madina, in the city of Madina, that\\\'s the news they heard And cried out in grief - Ya Hussain! 1 Salaam on you oh Hussain the Commander of the Faithful The agony you went through shook all those in the heavens And made them cry out your name - Ya Hussain! Blessings of Allah be on you and those slain on that fateful day 2 Oh small child Ruqayya, what must she have felt as those hypocrites Killed her two pure brothers: Ali Akbar and baby Asghar As he lay cradled by - Ya Hussain! They cut her Father\\\'s sacred throat and displayed it on their spears 3 As he made his way back to the camp from the Euphrates They cut and severed his hands, that the water fell to the ground And they watched him shout - Ya Hussain! Shabbir\\\'s pain at that point was beyond all expression 4 Asking his uncle\\\'s permission to fight on Ashura Executing his father\\\'s wish expressed, in his letter Death sweeter than honey - Ya Hussain! Such courage shown by one so young, fighting with the spirit of Hassan 5 Salaam on you al-Mahdi, hidden son of Fatima We wait for you to restore the religion of Allah And you will surely avenge - Ya Hussain! There will never be such a sacrifice like the one given in Karbala

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English Noha Ali Ali Akbar by Voices of Passion Artwork by various artists A Noha about Imam Hussain\'s (a.s.) son Ali Akbar Noha Lyrics: Chorus Ali Ali Akbar Ali Ali; Image of the Prophet Ali Ali; Hai joonam 1 Oh Ali Akbar like your grandfather, so generous So kind and faithful, patient and truthful and pious Oh son of Husayn, you always showed the best manners Manners of the Prophet Ali Ali Vision of the Prophet Ali Ali 2 As you stood to recite the Adhaan for the final time Cries were heard as they saw the Nabi for the final time Oh my son let me say goodbye for the final time Caller of prayer Ali Ali Allah hu Akbar Ali Ali 3 When you left, oh step by step your father followed Oh Ali Akber please let me see your face once more How can I say goodbye to the son that I adore? Smile of the Prophet Ali Ali Sight of your father Ali Ali 4 The bravest lion in the battlefield scared of none But come back Akber call out the ladies to their son Oh Ali Akber come take a taste from your father\'s tongue The thirst of Husayn, Ali Ali Go fight for Husayn, Ali Ali 5 As you fell one hand on your chest and one hand raised Asalaamun alaykum oh father my life I gave Was there a prince of hashimis like you so brave? Grandson of Haider Ali Ali Brave son of Husayn Ali Ali 6 Oh Ali Akbar when you fell in that final fight, Oh Ali Akbar look at your father\'s lost his sight Oh Ali Akber look at your mother how she cries Yousef e Layla Ali Ali Allahu Akbar Ali Ali

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English Noha Abbas by: Sayed Ali Khalkhali Recited by: Ali Fadhil artwork by various artists A Noha about Abu Fadhl Abbas. Noha Lyrics: Chorus Abbas...Abbas...Abbas...Abbas 1 We, the Shia, today gather. The son of Ali we all remember. We all \'til dawn shall mourn together. We\'ll cry for the son of Haidar. Every night, every day I\'ll say Abbas. 2 Abbas at your birth Ali would cry. He pooled the tears for the day you\'d die. The day on which on the sands you\'d lie, Your hands cut off, an arrow in your eye. Haider would mourn your death Abbas. 3 My need to reach the cool water, In order to get for Hussain\'s daughter, And for his 6 month son called Asghar, And for your beloved Hussain master. But you did not drink the water Abbas. 4 We, the shia, shall never understand How it felt for you to fall on that land. On the scorching and red hot sands Without your two right and left hands. What a sacrifice you gave Abbas!

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English Noha \"Where has my \'Abbas gone?\" by: Voices of Passion Artwork by Various artists A Noha about Abu Fadhl Abbas Noha Lyrics: Chorus Where has my Abbas gone Where has my Abbas gone 1 Oh Abbas you were my uncle Oh Abbas you were my brother Oh Abbas you were my son Like you there was no other You went to search for water You searched so far and wide You went for your brothers daughter In your search for her you died 2 You hear the thirsty children You hear them and you hurt Their hopes are slowly dimming So you ride out to Furaat Your brother was your master Before him you\'d never drink To Furaat you rode much faster For Ruqayyah you only think 3 The thirst how it pains them You hear it in your mind \"Al atash\" uncle Abbas Why were they so unkind Your mushk is full of water You turn to the camp of Husayn You\'re bringing this for his daughter But you never see her again 4 Oh Yazid may Allah curse you You denied Hussein some water You killed his six month son and You tortured his little daughter Shackled and abused her Look her earrings have now gone She asks her headless father \"Where has my Abbas gone?\" 5 Oh Zainab where\'s your brother The one who stood by you His support was like none other His heart was pure and true Look Zainab to the river Look there and you will moan For there is the children\'s saviour Butchered and all alone 6 Oh Muslims when you\'re thirsty Remember the thirst of Abbas He rode out to the river But would not break his fast If Husayn has not had water And Ruqayyah\'s lips are dry Then Abbas will not have water Then Abbas would rather die 7 Oh Abbas the selfless brother You showed such qualities The bravery of your mother The patience of Ali This world so many suffering There is just so much wrong Now we\'re your ummah asking Where has my Abbas gone

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English Noha Hussain Ya Mawla by Voices of Passion Photographs by various artists A noha about the Tragedy of Karbala Noha Lyrics: Chorus 1 Husayn ya Mawla ya Mawla ya Mawla 1 Thirsty Ruqayyah Thirsty Abdullah We just need water Father some water Where\'s your flag bearer Son of Fatima 2 Husayn\'s all alone Shah Qasim has gone Ali Akbar\'s gone Abu Fadhil\'s gone Even Abdullah Husayn Wawaylah 3 Zainab cries Allah Where\'s Aba Abdillah Where\'s Ali Akbar Where is Abdullah Where\'s my alamdar Where\'s my flag bearer Where\'s my protector Where is my Abbas 4 Now the tents on fire Shackled Ruqayyah Zainab you have seen Zainul Abideen Ill and locked in chains Zahra cries in pain My Husayn is slain Where is my Husayn 5 Your head on a spear My eyes filled with tears Your body trampled Why were they so cruel And it still hurts me That you died thirsty 6 Zahra cries Husayn Zainab cries Husayn My tears cry Husayn My heart cries Husayn Husayn cries out last Where is my Abbas Chorus 2 Abbas flag bearer flag bearer flag bearer 7 Children cry in thirst Where is my Abbas Abbas cries in pain Children I\'ve been slain I can\'t bring water For you Ruqayyah 8 Cries of \"al atash\" But I am Abbas I will bring water For Husayn\'s daughter But they\'ve ambushed me Master forgive me 9 He won\'t quench his thirst For Husayn comes first With his arms cut off Still won\'t taste a drop Blinded by arrow I cry in sorrow 10 Women and children Were slapped and beaten Children cry in fear Zainab full of tears Oh my brother dear I wish you were here 11 Saviours of Islam I send my salaam Upon you master When I drink water All my love for you And my life for you I will beat my chest I will never rest I will give my life I will sacrifice In my life always Your flag is raised high

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A song O\\\' My Child by Nouri Sardar, recited by Ali Fadhil artwork by various artists A song about the son of Imam Hussain (a.s.) Ali Asghar also known as Abdullah Radhiyah Lyrics: Lai Lai Lai... I don\\\'t fear if from your cradle you depart You sleep in the deepest oceans of my heart But if for only a second from me you part Each ocean in my heart would be torn apart My tongue wanted water but I asked you first I knew from your eyes the torture of your thirst You did not know what so with cries I conversed If I had tears to cry your tongue I\\\'d have nursed O\\\' my child, o\\\' my child O\\\' my child, o\\\' my child Missing your smile I told Hussain to take him Each of his cries sings to me a painful hymn Your smile was now nothing more than a dream And from his thirst not a single tear would stream O\\\' my child, o\\\' my child O\\\' my child, o\\\' my child Lai Lai Lai... Hussain cradles you, a bundle of roses His eyes for tears to drink your eye searches You yearned a kiss so that your cry it hushes But o\\\' child your neck an arrow kisses O\\\' my child, o\\\' my child O\\\' my child, o\\\' my child Lai Lai Lai...

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English noha The Daughters of Ali by: Voices of Passion Artwork by various artists A noha about the tragedies of Lady Zainab and Umm Kulthoom Noha Lyrics: Chorus Muslims have you forgotten The daughters of Ali Dear daughters of Tahera Granddaughters of Nabi 1 Dragged from Kufa to Shaam, cruelly they were taken People what happened that, you have forsaken Family of Rasullulah Beloved ones of Allah 2 Did you not hear the call of \"Halmin\" on Ashura You had left and abandoned, the son of Zahra Tragedy in Nainawa Please help us ya Allah 3 Your hate and brutality will have caused them pain Aba Abdillah\'s sacrifice was never in vain Yazid and Ubaidullah Incur wrath of Allah 4 The virtue of purity is what they represent The vice of hypocrisy Ahlul Bayt resent Yazid has led you astray People you lost your way 5 Oh Ali look what happened hatred all could see Daughters without a veil oh how could this be Sajaad\'s heart in torment People let us lament 6 Where are all the brave ones, alas they are slain The cry of the oppressed, echoes on the plains \"Where are you oh faithful?\" Labbayk ya Husayn

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Fatima You English noha by: Voices of Passion Artwork by various artists A noha about the tragedy of Ashura in Karbala Noha Lyrics: Fatema you have given all of your family for Allah There is your son standing alone, calling for help to Allah 1 Where is the flag-bearer of Islam, to support him ya Allah? Where is Akber to comfort him, the reminder of Rasullulah? Where is Asghar with such parched lips, he was so thirsty, Ya Allah? 2 Your backbone Abbas, he loved his niece Ruqayya, your daughter He offered his arms and his right eye, just to fetch her water An empty mashk, a fallen flag, the moon of Hashemites, slaughtered 3 Hazrat Akber, like the Prophet in his looks and soul He tasted death but to Allah was his ultimate goal Standing for truth, his sacrifice, sweeter than honey ya Allah 4 Baby Asghar, he was so thirsty but he still answered the call, On the desert plain, slain heartlessly, just six months, so small Neither the sky nor the sacred land, would accept his blood, Ya Allah 5 A broken back, a blood-stained beard, where can he turn now Allah? This is the son, of the Prophet\'s daughter, Lady Zahra, When he is gone what will happen to Zainab, Ya Allah? 6 Zuljanah must carry Imaam to the battlefield, to fight, But he won\'t leave, Ruqayya is clinging to his legs, so tight, She is pleading, father don\'t go, just imagine Husayn\'s plight 7 Shaame Gharibaa, the tents alight no rest for the kafela, A young girl whose ears are bleeding, searches, oh father Asleep at last, on a headless chest, Zainab discovers Ruqayya 8 Answer me this, Ya Imaam-e-Zamaan when will you come to avenge them all With tears of blood, we await you to come and relieve us all This tragedy, it weighs so deep, give us patience Ya Allah