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The blood will never stop flowing
His loved one will never stop crying
A martyr is never died so as his sorrow
Who is true to the martyr today will  remember him tomorrow
How much stressed the Moon looks at that night
When the 10th of that month arrives
How can we forget that fight
In which an innocent was sacrificed
For whom did he sacrifised himself? 
For the sake of ourselves
We send blessings on that pure soul
Who lives in our hearts as a whole
Every creature was present at his martyrdom
And that happened in the month of Muharram.