My master Imam Hussain (as)
Oh my master Imam Hussain (as)
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Oh my master Imam Hussain (as)
My heart trembles when I listen to the tragedy of Karbala,
It’s the first day of the month, when a mother dresses her children in black, pakeezah (pure) attire, putting away all party outfits and bringing out modest, simple clothing.
Wherein do peaks stand when I speak of you?
Chambered in my chest on the plains of Karbala
What did we lose tonight?