Khali Jhula Kaise Jhulau

Kaale Gesu, Rang Sunehra Kitna Hasee'n Tu, Chaand Hai Mera Khaak O Lahu Mein, Lekin Dooba Phoolo Jaisa, Tera Chehra Dhoop Mein Ran Ki, Kaise Bachau

Black curls, golden complexion, How beautiful you are, you are my moon. Yet you are drowned in dust and blood, Your face, like a flower. How can I protect you from the heat of the battlefield?

Ek Ek Pehlu, Teri Khushboo Chaaro Taraf Hai, Mere Phaili Tera Kurta, Tera Shaluka Aise Basa Hai, Yaad Me Meri Jitna Sochu, Doobti Jaau

In every aspect, your fragrance, Has spread all around me. Your little shirt, your small vest, Are so deeply embedded in my memory, The more I think, the more I drown in grief.

Chaand Se Badhkar, Tera Ujaala Maine Safar Mein, Tujhko Paala Rehgayi Hasrat, Ghar Ke Sahan Mein Na Tu Chala Aur, Na Tu Khela Ungli Pakadkar, Tujhko Chalau

Your radiance is brighter than the moon, I raised you throughout this journey. A longing remains in the courtyard of our home, That you never walked, nor did you play, I never got to hold your finger and teach you to walk.

Akbar Mera, Pehne Sehra Tumko Banau, Mai Shahwala Makhmal Jaise, Phoolo Wala Chhota Sa Ek, Pyaara Sehra Sar Pe Tumhare, Beta Sajaau

My Akbar wears a wedding garland, I would have made you a groom, Like velvet, adorned with flowers, A small, lovely garland, I would have decorated your head with it, my son.

Nazuk Se Gardan Pe Tumhari Maine Suna Hai, Zakhm Laga Hai Kaisa Sitam Zalim Ne Kiya Hai Tu Chhota Hai, Teer Bada Hai Roti Jaau, Kehti Jaau

On your delicate neck, I have heard a wound was inflicted. What cruelty the oppressor has committed, You are so small, and the arrow was so large, I keep weeping, I keep saying this.

Kyu Na Padhe Salman O Raza Hum Nauhe Ke Soorat Mein Lori Lori Sunane Ki Hasrat Thi Jo Na Hui Madar Ki Puri Kehti Thi Mai, Mar Na Jau

Why should we, Salman and Raza, not recite, A lullaby in the form of a Noha? The longing to sing a lullaby, Which the mother could not fulfill, She used to say, 'I might die from this grief'.