Na Utha Phir Koi Rumi Ajam Kay Laala Zaaro`n Say,
Wohi Aab o Gill e Ira`n, Wohi Tabrez Hay Saaqi,
No Other Rumi hasĀ born againĀ in the gardens of Ajam (world other than Arab)
Same is the air & soil of Iran, Same is the Tabrez
Nahin Hay Naa Umeed Iqbal Apni Kisht e Veera`n Say,
Zara Namm Ho Tau Yea Matti Bohat Zarkhaiz Hay Saaqi
Iqbal isn’t hopless of his deserted land,
a little intent & this soil is very much fertile potent
<<forgive me for my pathetic translation>>
Baal e Jibreel – Allama Dr. Sir Muhammad Iqbal (RA)
-Aasim