Ghulam Ahmad Mahjoor
Vwolo haa baagvaano navbahaaruk shaan paadaa kar
Phwolan gul gath karan bulbul tithee saamaan paadaa kar
Come, gardener ! Create the glory of spring! make
Guls bloom and bulbulls sing — create such haunts !
Chaman varaan rivaan shabnam tsätith jaamay
Gulan tay bulbulan andar dubaaray jaan paadaa kar
The dew weeps and your garden lies desolate ;
Tearing their robes, your flowers are distracted ;
Breathe life once again into the lifeless gul and the bulbul!
Ma thav gulzaaras andar swoy gulan kits swoy
Yivaan sumbal chhi pay dar pay gule khandaan paadaa kar
Rank nettles hamper the growth of your roses ;
Weed them out, for look thousands
Of laughing hyacinths are crowding at the gate!
Karee kus bulbulaa aazaad panjaras mans tsu
Tsu pananye dasta pananyan mushkilan aasaan paadaa kar
Who will set you free, captive bird,
Crying in your cage? Forge with your own hands
The instruments of your deliverance !
Hakoomat maalo dolat naazo nemat bèyi shahanshaähi
Yi soruy chhuy tsé nish paanas tsu amichee zaan paädaa kar
Wealth and pride and comfort, luxury and authority,
Kingship and governance — all these are yours ;
Wake up, sleeper, and know these as yours !
Agar vuzanaavahan bastee gulan hanz traav zeero bam
Bunyul kar vaav kar- gagraay kar toophaan paadaa kar
Bid good-bye to your dulcet strains ; to rouse
This habitat of flowers, create a storm,
Let thunder rumble,—let there be an earthquake !
Lyrics by Trilokinath Raina