پھرتا ہے زندگی کے لیے آہ! خوار کیا اِس وہم کی نمو…

How can we know the captives of the cage, O Naseem!
What is the flower, what is the garden called, what is the spring

Eyes have become white with colorful footsteps.
Then, someone else wait for him

I have learnt everything like my chest.
Brought my heart with such a pomegranate

That vibrant should keep such a bad nature from a rebellious person.
We are his way, he has made us dust.

I have pissed the eyes, nor the eyelashes have fallen
How to know that the heart has this thorn.

Now the clouds take water from this eyes.
We have also cried for years, we have done bitterly.

Do not keep the eyes of comfort from the heart of love.
This is the lightning, it is declared as a jewel

The health of that man was getting worse, ah!
We don't know, what is love

If you kill one or two, then there should be someone who is an accuser
Counted the boats on his Day of Judgement

The jirga jirga jirga has been a long time. Gazal
The taste of hunting has been reduced.

We find everyone helpless in our own situation
I have authority to say, but what is the authority?

At last, I have not lost my dignity due to the making of time, Mir
This authority, what job did you do