شیرازہ ہوا ملت مرحوم کا ابتراب تو ہی بتا، تیرا مسلمان کدھر جائے!
Shiraza Huwa Millat-e-Marhoom Ka AbtarAb Tu Hi Bata, Tera Musalman Kidhar Jaye!
The bonds that in past, like bundle knit, The Faithful Fold, have now been split!O God sent Guide, let Muslims know, What to do and where to go?
وہ لذت آشوب نہیں بحر عرب میںپوشیدہ جو ہے مجھ میں، وہ طوفان کدھر جائے
Woh Lazzat-e-Ashob Nahin Beher-e-Arab MeinPoshidah Jo Hai Mujh Mein, Woh Toofan Kidhar Jaye
The Arabian Sea is quite bereft, Of stir, there rise no waves and crest;The tempest that in me is hid, Has no place to spread and skid!
ہر چند ہے بے قافلہ و راحلہ و زاداس کوہ و بیاباں سے حدی خوان کدھر جائے
Har Chand Hai Be-Qafla-o-Rahla-o-ZaadIss Koh-o-Bayaban Se Hudi Khawan Kidhar Jaye
Caravan has left the tramp alone, But mount or food he does not own:Where can the singing cameleer go, Who rides on hill and waste to and fro!
اس راز کو اب فاش کر اے روح محمدآیات الہی کا نگہبان کدھر جائے!
Iss Raaz Ko Ab Fash Kar Ae Rooh-e- Muhammad (S.A.W.)Ayaat-e-Elahi Ka Nigheban Kidhar Jaye! O Soul, whom God for message chose ! This secret hid to me disclose:
O Soul, whom God for message chose! This secret hid to me disclose:Some light on this problem throw, Where may the guard of Godʹs portents go?
From Zarb-e-Kaleem (1936) by Allama Muhammad Iqbal · verified text, Iqbal Academy Pakistan
