Wo Dekho Pani Aa Raha Hai

Dekho Alam Hai Darya Se Aata Ab Na Rahega Koi Bhi Pyasa Parcham Hawa Maay Lehra Raha Hai

Look, the standard is returning from the river, Now no one will remain thirsty, The standard is waving in the wind.

Boli Sakina Nazdeek Aao Ay Pyase Bachon Kooze Uthao Baba Chacha Ko Ghar Laa Raha Hai

Sakina called out, 'Come closer, O thirsty children, pick up your water vessels, Father is bringing Uncle home.'

Jo Sab Se Chota Ghar May Hai Baccha Pehle Usi Ko Pani Milega Asghar Hai Pyasa Ghabra Raha Hai

The child who is the youngest in the house, He will receive water first, Asghar is thirsty and growing restless.

Halqa Bana Lo Kooze Utha Lo Jo So Gaye Hai Unko Jaga Lo Khud Chal Ke Darya Ab Aa Raha Hai

Form a circle and pick up your vessels, Wake those who have fallen asleep, The river itself is now coming to us.

Jee Bhar Ke Tum Sab Pani Ko Peena Aakhir May Sab Se Bali Sakina Pani Piyegi Waada Raha Hai

Drink your fill of water, all of you, In the end, the youngest, Sakina, Will drink water; this is a promise.

Kehte Thay Aada Pani Na Denge Khush Ho Ke Ab Hum Pani Piyenge Lashkar Yazeedi Sharma Raha Hai

The enemies used to say they would not give water, Now we will drink water with joy, The Yazidi army is feeling ashamed.

Nade Ali Ko Mashk O Alam Par Dam Karti Rehti Thi Mai Jo Aksar Uska Asar Ab Rang Laa Raha Hai

The Nade Ali that I would often recite, Blowing its blessing over the water-skin and the standard, Its effect is now bearing fruit.

Dekho Zameen Pe Girne Na Paaye Pani Chacha Hai Mehnat Se Laaye Waqt E Museebat Ab Jaa Raha Hai

Look, do not let it fall to the ground, Uncle has brought this water with great effort, The time of difficulty is now passing.

Pani Sakina Tum Sab Ko Dena Baba Se Lekar Mashkeeza Apna Ghazi Ka Beta Samjha Raha Hai

Sakina, you must give water to everyone, After taking the water-skin from Father, The son of Ghazi is explaining.

Aaya Alam To Boli Sakina Ay Pyase Bacho Mushkil Hai Jeena Mera Ye Kehna Rulwa Raha Hai

When the standard arrived, Sakina said, 'O thirsty children, it is difficult to live,' My saying this is making everyone weep.

Pani Kahan Ka Ab Pyaas Kaisi Ummeed Kaisi Ab Aas Kaisi Mujhko Ye Jumla Sharma Raha Hai

Where is the water? What thirst is this now? What hope is this, what expectation is this? This sentence is making me feel ashamed.

Rehaan O Mesum Kya Tha Wo Manzar Bachon Se Kehte Thay Jab Sitamgar Ab Bolo Ghazi Ghar Aa Raha Hai

Rehaan and Mesum, what a scene that was, When the oppressors would say to the children, 'Now say, Ghazi is coming home.'