Forty Days By: Nouri Sardar and Ali Fadhil (English Noha)
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- čas přidán 29. 11. 2014
- English noha "Forty days" By: Nouri Sardar, Recited by : Ali Fadhil and Nouri Sardar.
A noha about the walk to Karbala for 'Arbaeen.
Noha Lyrics:
Chorus
(2xs)
Forty days and counting
Karbala we’re coming
Walking because in our eyes he is priceless
Walking because anything else is worthless (2xs)
Forty days and counting…
1
(Spoken)
His fortieth comes and the heavens hear a call
Descends on Karbala each lover and angel
The father leaves behind his wife, children and all
The mother carries the children that barely crawl
Mew swear by their women,
Women, by their children
“No death on this road will bring to us distress,”
Walking because everything else is worthless
Chorus
Descends on her dust every nationality
The only language is of lovers of Ali
The father tells the son: “get dressed and get ready
Forget your nation today you’re Karbalai”
(2xs)
Every road to her bends
The millions descend
No fear almost in the face of death can hurt
Walking because anything else is worthless (2xs)
Chorus
2
(Spoken)
The call of the man that serves Karbala’s water
“Drink Abu Ali’s water and curse Hurmala
Fatima watches, of who do you remind her?
Qassim, Layla, Abdullah and Ali ul-Akbar?
Both the young and the old
Every hand her hand holds
She breathes breath into the one who is breathless”
Walking because anything else is worthless
Chorus
He who serves us food, who does he see behind him?
He sees on his feet pouring the food is Qassim
When they reach Karbala’s border who welcomes them?
‘Abbas cries out: “Oh servants of Hussain welcome!”
(2xs)
His brother’s by his side
His mother cries in pride
‘Abbas bring me one of their children to kiss
Walking because anything else is worthless (2xs)
Chorus
3
(Spoken)
When to carry her child she is unable
The mother pulls her son in a makeshift cradle
The old who can’t walk as their legs are unstable
Find their wheel chairs pushed by all those capable
Both the rich and the poor
Walking to the same door
All one, he who is poor finds himself needless
Walking because everything else is worthless
Chorus
A see a young girl and a flag she is holding
She reminds me of Roqqaiyah; I start crying
I see a woman at the roadside; she’s standing
She reminds me of Zainab for Abbas’s waiting
(2xs)
She stands there all alone
Cries even hearts of stone
The tears that flow watching these things are endless
Walking because anything is worthless (2xs)
Chorus
4
(Spoken)
Upon this road whist walking I learnt a lesson
Never look back when Hussain is your destination
I have Hussain therefore nothing else is my concern
Be by me or don’t be; to my beloved I return
Catch up or lag behind
By Hussain, me you’ll find
My life belongs to him, he isn’t worth less
Walking because anything else is worthless
Chorus
When with the millions on his grave I descend
I’ll say I walk all this way to on you peace send
The beauty of this walk only you comprehend
And I will return each year until my life’s end
(2xs)
‘Til I’m old and frail
I’ll walk on this trail
Yearly in the dress of death for you I’ll dress
Walking because anything else is worthless (2xs)
Chorus
Because anything else is worthless…
everything in this world is priceless...only love of hussain will save me
I LOVE this it makes me tear up I WANT TO GO TO KARBALA again😭😭😭😭
InshAllah we’ll get to go soon ❤️
the walk is really something. You realize this materialistic world's worth is nothing to Imam Husayn(as). may we all go as many times as a thousand lifetime's worth of going
Ye
Labbaik Ya Husain!
Ya Ali Ya Hussain!!!!!!!!!!
very inspirational poetry and voice as well....karbala we are coming..
Labayk Ya Hussain
MAsha Allah
Pray for me..someday i can go to karbala. Shalawat .
Talk the talk & walk the walk!.. Labaik YA Hussain!!!.. PEACE!..
Ya ali ya Hussain 😢😭
Labaik ya hussein!
Ahsantom brothers!
YA Allah Guide Us All
peace of heaven on earth....
mashaAllah
Walking because anything else is worthless
Haya
Masallha
Ya Husain Ya Zainab
Labaik ya HUSSAIN A S
Good job
makkah we are coming 40 days and counting
True
mashallah
😭
😢😢
Entamar zarba zarbat ism
Wala wahd maku help ehna
Salam brothers can any 1 explain where r they walking n why forty days counting ........!? y r they walking
+shaun veka Forty Days after the commemoration of the martyrdom of Imam Husain(our third leader after the prophet Mohammad) millions of Shia Muslims go on a pilgrimage to Imam Husain's shrine which is located in Karbala, Iraq. We commemorate the brutal beheading of Imam Husain (AS)- the grandson of the prophet- and his family and companions by the tyrant of the time Yazid, this also commemorates how the all women and children of the family of the prophet were taken as captives from Karbala to Sham (Syria) to Yazid.
Forty days and counting… Karbala we’re coming
Walking because in our eyes he is priceless
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
His fortieth comes and the Heavens hear a call
Descends on Karbala each lover and angel
The father leaves behind his wife, children and all
The mother carries the children that barely crawl
Men swear by their women… women by their children
No death on this road will bring to us distress
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
Descends on her dust every nationality
The only language that of lovers of Ali
The father tells the son, “get dressed and get ready
Forget your nation, today you’re Karbalaei”
Every road to her bends… the millions descend
No fear, almost in the face of death, careless
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
The call of the man of serves Karbala’s water
“Drink Abu Ali’s water and curse Harmala”
Fatima watches, of who do we remind her?
Qassim, Layla, Abdullah and Ali Akbar
Both the young and the old… every hand her hand holds
She breathes breath into the one who is breathless
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
He who serves us food, who does he see behind him?
He sees on his feet, pouring the food is Qassim
When they reach Karbala’s border, who welcomes them?
Abbas cries out, “O’ servants of Hussain, welcome”
His brothers by his side… his mother cries in pride
“Abbas bring me one of their children to kiss”
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
When to carry her child, she is unable
The mother pulls her son in a makeshift cradle
The old who can’t walk as they legs are unstable
Finds their wheelchairs pushed by all those capable
Both the rich and the poor… walking to the same door
All one, he who is poor finds himself needless
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
I see a young girl and a flag she is holding
She reminds me of Ruqaya, I start crying
I see a woman, at the roadside she’s standing
She reminds me of Zainab for Abbas waiting
She stands there, all alone… cries even hearts of stone
The tears that flow watching these things are endless
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
Upon this road whilst walking, I learnt a lesson
Never look back when Hussain’s your destination
I have Hussain, therefore nothing else is my concern
Be by me or don’t be, to my beloved I return
Catch up or lag behind… by Hussain, me, you’ll find
My life belongs to him, he isn’t worth less
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
When with the millions on his grave I descend
I’ll say I walked all this way to on you, peace send
The beauty of this walk only you comprehend
And I will return each year until my life’s end
Till I’m old and frail… I’ll walk on this trail
Yearly in the dress of death, for you I’ll dress
Walking because anything else is worthless
* * *
you won
😓😓😓😓😓
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very inspirational poetry and voice as well....karbala we are coming..