Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor

Bulbul vanaan chhu poshan
Gulshan vatan chhu sonuy
Sonuy vatan chhu gulshan
Gulshan vatan chhu sonuy

Sumbal vanaan bunafshas
Roozith tsu tshaayi chhukh kas
Van traav baag kun vas
Gulshan vatan chhu sonuy

Andy àndy saphed sangar
Devaari sangi marmar
Mans baag sabuz gohar
Gulshan vatan chhu sonuy

Manz baag kohasaaran
Ràt jaay navbahaaran
Phòly laala shaalamaaran
Gulshan vatan chhu sonuy

Naagan kwolan ta aaran
Joyan ta aabshaaran
Dyut soz navbahaaran
Gtilshan vatan chhu sonuy

Baagan kóhan ta baalan
Naaran vanan ta naalan
Kam rang qui chhi khaalan
Gulshan vatan chhu sonuy

Làjymuts phulay chhi poshan
Baagan vanan ta goshan
Bulbul vúchhith chhu toshan
Gu]shan vatan chhu sonuy

Mahjoora des sonuy
Baagaah chhu nundabonuy
Ath lol gatghi baronuy
Gulshan vatan chhu sonuy

A GARDEN IS OUR LAND

The bulbul sings to the flowers:
‘A garden is our land !’

The hyacinth says to the violet,
‘Why are you hiding thus?
Come down from the woods to the garden.’
A garden is our land

Like walls of white marble The mountain peaks enclose
A sunny space of emerald green.
A garden is our land

The early spring has come again
And camped on mountain heights,
And tulips blow in Shalamar.
A garden is our land!

The sweet gift of spring
To fountains, rivulets, streams
And waterfalls is music.
A garden is our land

Colourful flowers broom
In gardens and on hill and mountain,
forests, ravines and river banks.
A garden is our land

Blossoms are everywhere
In orchards and on hills,
And drunken sings the bulbul:
A garden is our land

Mahjoor, our motherland
Is the loveliest on earth !
Shall we not love her best?
A garden is our land

Lyrics by Trilokinath Raina