November 2022

Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamare dil mein hai.
Dekhna hai zor kitna bazu-e-qatil mein hai.

(The desire for revolution is in our hearts.
Now let us see how much strength the enemy has.)

Har koi, mazhab ke naam per, daal raha hai bediyaan.
Udta parinda bhi aaj kissi pinjre mein qaid hai.
Manzaron per bicche huin hain laashon ke yeh unchey dher.
In dillon ki band dhadkane aaj hamare seenay mein hai.
Uth rahi hain chitaayon se rakh bankar aatishen.
Inquilab ki sab mashaalein ab humare haathon mein hai.

(Everyone is putting fetters in the name of religion.
Even flying birds seem imprisoned today.
The hearts of these corpses’ remain beating in our chests.
The high piles of dead bodies lay scattered.
Fireworks are rising from the pyre like ashes.
The glowing torches of revolution are now in our hands.)

Dekhna hai zor kitna bazu-e-qatil mein hai.

(Now let us see how much strength the enemy has.)