My Tawba, your tawba, our
forgiveness
How far will it take us on
the connecting bridge?
The murmured words left
without witnessing of heart
No benefit for the
floating utterance of us all
Who will carry who will
surrender to give all?
Whose eyes saw no worth in
his being?
Give to be relieved of
your burden
Someone gave, the affair
already took place
What need but to cling to
his feet
Attach with humility of
love
Raise his name above the
earth
Ya Hussain, Ya Syed ul
Shohada
