Haider, Haider




Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider

My soul chants, my heart sings

Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider

This name gives my hope wings

Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider



All troubles vanish, worries cease

Evergreen, becomes, barren trees

In searing desert, he is like cool breeze

He makes enemies’ blood freeze

Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider



Salman, Mesam, Rabia, Qalandar

Ammar, Miqdad, Kumayl, Qambar

Jabir, Abu Zar, Malik-e-Ashter

They all say Haider, Haider

Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider



His name is holy, his thought is pure

For all the ailments, his name is cure

Reciting his name makes you so sure

That whatever it is, you can endure

Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider



He nourishes the soul, nurtures belief

When you think of him, you get relief

Denouncing him is the cause for grief

And that, in itself, is a grave mischief

Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider



He is God’s lion, Prophet’s follower

Judge, mathematician, and scholar

Leader, orator, writer, philosopher

And in the battlefield, a great warrior

Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider



Ignore his detractors, let them bark

Be with him, for he is the Noah’s Ark

With him, you’ll never miss the mark

He is the light, come out of the dark

Haider, Haider, Haider, Haider



-NZ



5.9.2019



BN: 118

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