Spring has come again
“Guncha phir laga khilne , Aaj Kiya hua dekha , gum Kiya hua Paya “ The spring has come again And all around. Again The flowers have taken bloom I too have found my heart Lost and stained with blood.
“Guncha phir laga khilne , Aaj Kiya hua dekha , gum Kiya hua Paya “ The spring has come again And all around. Again The flowers have taken bloom I too have found my heart Lost and stained with blood.
Manzar ek bulandi per aur hum bana leteh Arsh se idhar hota kaash ke 樂威壯 makan apna
‘Woh jiski hakeekt fasana rahehSipahi woh gumnaam diwana hai , Jala hai hameyshaa , Jalega Sadayeh shama -aye watan ka parwana hai , aaur ueski amar yadgaren na puchhweh koh , weh khai , weh viraana hai ! ‘वो जिसकी हकीकत फसाना रहे’सिपाही वो गुमनाम दीवाना है, जला है हमेशा, जलेगा सदाये शमा ऐ वतन…
“Kahaan teri basti , kahaan tera ghar ? eedhar se udhar aaur uhar seh eedhar , kahin dil lagane ki baten na kaar, Sipahi ! teri zindagi hai safaar ! Bhuladeh muhabat ki rahnaeyan , Jawani kee rangin ruswaeyan , Teri zindagi kohh aaur khaayiyan Yahi toh hai huusan ki jalwagar ! Ye威而鋼 h jungle…
Abrr mein bhaaar se aaye chayeh chal diye bewafa se dilruba muskuraye chal diye Jaise kamsino ke dil abhi khafa abhi mane jaise ret ke mehal abhi gire abhi bane rahguzarr ke phool ho rah kho ke paon mein jaise zindagi sada ek dhoop chaon mein Aas ke makan mein chtt nahi hai daar nahi…
Dil hi toh hai, siyasate darba se dar gaya , mai, aor jau dar se tere bin sada kiye” That I should return From your door Without giving a call. But this silly heart Full of fear Of the guard At your door.”
Phir is andaz se bahar ai , ki hue mehr-o-mah tamasai Into spectators Have turned The moon and the Sun For spring has come Again with glory And all splendor!
Kahan Maikhane ka darwaza Ghalib aaur Kahan vaiz , par itna jante hai , kal voh jata tha ki hum nikle ! I only know That yesterday I saw him going in As I was coming out! Who would have thought The tavern door Playing a host To the priest? कहाँ मयखाने का दरवाजा और…
Mujhko dayare gair me mara vatan se dur , rakh li mere khuda neh , meri bekasi ki SharmOh for a death In a foreign land Far from a country
Hum muvahhid hai , hamara kes hai tarke rusum , millateh jab mit gayi ajza -e-ima ho gayi