And bless the tears that came running

From your devoted eyes …

Pain here and there, you’re in between

And every day your tears were seen

From your devoted eyes

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Father of Hamza when he came asking if you could continue

Without the grief of Karbala and every pain that you went through

To Al Thumali you replied, this is not possible to do.

Oh Sajad I’d give you my life, and every pain I’d take from you

Turmoil in the heartland of the Muslim world

Which separates the people from the ignorant and wise

If we were there, lives would be sold

And many painful stories told

From your devoted eyes

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Master tell us how did you feel, when your brother fell on the ground?

How did you see Akbar’s body, in many pieces it was found?

What did you say when you realised, the moon of Hashim’s not around?

Oh people nothing I could say, my tears and my heart made the sound

You’re there oh uncle and I am ill in my place

Oh uncle I did not get the chance to say my goodbyes

You’re there and I’m here with sorrow

How could I remove the arrow?

From your devoted eyes