To The Punjab Peasant
Hazaron Baras Se Hai Tu Khakbaz
What is this life of yours, tell me its mystery—
Trampled in dust is your ages‐old history!
Sehar Ki Azan Ho Gyi, Ab Tu Jaag!
Deep in that dust has been smothered your flame—
Wake, and hear dawn its high summons proclaim!
Nahin Iss Andhere Mein Aab-e-Hayat
Creatures of dust from the soil may draw bread:
Not in that darkness is Lifeʹs river fed!
Jo Apni Khudi Ko Parakhta Nahin
Base will his metal be held, who on earth
Puts not to trial his innermost worth!
Rasoom-e-Kuhan Ke Salasil Ko Torh
Break all the idols of tribe and of caste,
Break the old customs that fetter men fast!
Ke Dunya Mein Touheed Ho Be-Hijab
Here is true victory, here is faithʹs crown—
One creed and one world, division thrown down!
Ke Aeen Dana Dar Daz Hasil Nishan
Cast on the soil of your clay the heartʹs seed:
Promise of harvest to come, is that seed!