Phir Bhi Ho Sakta Hai Roshan Woh Charagh-e-Khamosh
The lamp that once lighted your nights
Can again come to life and illumine your days.
Band-e-Hur Ke Liye Nashtar-e-Taqdeer Hai Nosh
The man lacking in spirit alone complains of the times,
Fate’s lancet is an antidote for the free man.
Jo Huwa Nala-e-Murghan-e-Sehar Se Madhosh
That young man is not fit for life’s struggle
Who is lulled to sleep by bird’s songs.
Aur Ayyar Hain Yourap Ke Shaker-Parah Farosh!
I am afraid of your childish nature;
The sweet‐sellers of Europe are too clever!