Shahzada Akbara

Khat Liktee Hai Sughra. Bhaiyya Watan Aaja Waktano Bahaarde Khat Liktee Hoo Ashko Se Bheega Hai Mera Daman Aaja Ke Bahar Aee Sona Hai Mera Aangan. Ai Bhai Khuda Ra Laasha Pase Loona Waktano Bahaarde

Sughra is writing a letter: 'Brother, come home, bring back the body from the blood-soaked field.' (I am writing this letter, my garment is soaked with tears) 'Come back, for spring has arrived, but my courtyard is desolate. O brother, for the sake of God, bring back the body from the blood-soaked field.'

Phir Goonje Aza Teree Nana Ke Madiney Me Phir Bharte Khuda Bhaiiya Thandak Mere Seeney Me. Poora Karo Waada Laasha Pase Loona Waktano Bahaarde

(May your call to prayer echo again in the city of your Grandfather) May God fill my heart with peace again, brother. Fulfill your promise, bring back the body from the blood-soaked field.

Dekoo Me Tera Sehra Dulhan Teree Ghar Aey Deedar Tera Bhaiiya Pus Neg Me Miljaye. Aanchal Mera Pela Laasha Pase Loona Waktano Bahaarde

(Let me see your wedding procession, let your bride come home) Let me see you, brother, even if just for a moment. My veil is yellowed (with grief), bring back the body from the blood-soaked field.

Beemar Bahan Rowe Kya Tum Ko Gawara Hai Bhaiiya Teree Furkat Ne Bin Maut Se Maraa Hai. Kehtee Hai Yeh Behnaa Laasha Pase Loona Waktano Bahaarde

(Your ailing sister is weeping, is this acceptable to you?) Brother, your separation has killed me without death. This sister says: bring back the body from the blood-soaked field.

Gul Khilne Ki Rut Aee Pardesi Mere Bhai Tum Door Watan Se Ho Mehoo Meree Tanhaee. Tarpao Na Bhaiiya Laasha Pase Loona Waktano Bahaarde

(The season for flowers to bloom has arrived, my stranger brother) You are far from home, and I am in my solitude. Do not torment me, brother, bring back the body from the blood-soaked field.

Khat Liktee Hai Sughra. Bhaiyya Watan Aaja Waktano Bahaarde

Sughra is writing a letter: 'Brother, come home, bring back the body from the blood-soaked field.'