آ دیکھ ذرا رَنگِ چَمَن قائدِ اعظمؒ بے رَنگ ہُوئے …

There is no management and power, now there is no respect and faith.
We forgot the Eid of Kuhan Quaid-e-Azam

The destruction of the garden is seen.
Quaid-e-Azam fly here

The one whom you have forgiven is the light of light
That nation has covered the shroud of Quaid-e-Azam

Pure politics is not the only one left.
The world is also a fan, religion is also a fan of Quaid-e-Azam

Death for the eagle is the slavery of Kargas
Quaid-e-Azam is the desire of the country.

Those colors have been shown by the new glass
Be a foreigner, your country, Quaid-e-Azam.

The wealth of freedom was given by you
We have looted the justice, the Quaid-e-Azam.

This wound will heal, but with the blood of rumors.
Quaid-e-Azam is injured in the baddens of Asakir.

What should I complain to you about the sky
Quaid-e-Azam started eating the sun

There is a search of tears here in my garden.
There are gangs and jamman Quaid-e-Azam.

Morning fun for the anonymous friends.
Grief for Wasif, Quaid-e-Azam