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Rughaye,3 year old daughter of Imam Hussain-Ashura

Peace be upon Rughaye,3 year old daughter of Imam Hussain,who has died when saw her father's cutted Head...

بـاَبـی أَنـت وَ اُمی یَا بْن رَسـُولِ اللهِ یا ابـا عـَبـدِ اللهِ

My father and mother be sacrificed for you, O son of the Messenger of Allah! My father and mother be sacrificed for you, O Aboo Abdullah!

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Day of Ashura

Ali Asghar, 6 Mounths Martyr son of Imam Hussain-Ashura

...Ali Asghar, 6 Mounths son of Imam Hussain, Who Martyred Thirsty

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 Peace be upon the loneliest of the lonely.
سلام بر غریبِ غریبان
 Peace be upon the (greatest) martyr of all martyrs.
سلام بر شهیدِ شهیدان
Peace be upon him, who was slain by the individuals of illegitimate birth.
سلام بر مقتولِ دشمنان 
 Peace be upon the one who is at rest in Karbala.
سلام بر ساکنِ کربلاء 
Peace be upon the one for whom the heavenly Angels wept.
سلام بر آن کسى که فرشتگانِ آسمان بر او گریستند

Imam Hussain Shahid (Martyr) of Karbala-Ashura

To support you, thousands vowed,

To make Islam and history proud,

Then the hour came, and loyalty hid behind a cloud,

And none remained from the Kufan crowd,

Leaving the master, to be struck in prayer as he bowed…

Ah! Struck in prayer on the blood red desert sand as he bowed…

Ali Asghar the infant and Sakinah the innocent daughter,

Thirsty and deprived of even a drop of water,

Hearts break, and the mother falls into a swoon at his slaughter,

And the pure blood, trickling to the desert floor made it hotter…

Ah! The burning blood red desert sand growing hotter…

Al Hussain will be weakened by the loss of his brother, as his helpers grew less,

But al Abbaas cannot return to the camp, after so much hope, waterless

Despite the triumphant cries of war, there is a shocked moment of quietness

As the lion son of a lion is felled for standing by righteousness

Dhuljanaah returns to the camp, head bowed, rider-less…

Ah! The horse returns, from the blood red desert sand rider-less…

Those who called you to save them scattered,

When the order of Yazid in blood was lettered.

Nothing else could have mattered,

When every inch of me was bruised and battered,

And the core of my soul, broken, shattered,

At the sight of your innocent blood, upon the earth splattered…

Ah! The innocent blood, on the blood red desert sand splattered…

This deserted land, that witnessed the fray,

In the battle to the death, between justice and play,

Where for the last time this earth witnessed my master Hussain pray,

Before his severed head, un-cradled, on the burning desert lay,

And the haunting echoes of Sakinah’s farewell play.

Here my soul will live and die, here my heart will stay…

Ah! On this blood red desert sand my heart will forever stay!

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