Son Chirhiye

 Shaheed hoeya jis desh vaaste

oh desh mainu dekhda nai,

ki ne eh dharam de khel?

Bharat te Pakistan vand gya...

Hindu te musalmaan vand gya...

Main taan Bharat vaaste shaheed hoeya c 

Oh Bharat hai kithe?

Jis mitti te qurbaani da khoon bheya c,

uss mitti te nafrat de ag kinne laayi?

Mai meriye! Main theek kita na?

Aa sab bas kuch hi der chaluga na?

Saadi son chirhi fir udaari maarugi na maa?

Eh nafrat thalle dabb ke te nai reh ju?

Nai.

Oh son chirhi dabban nu nai bani

eh ek din aapne parh edaan filhaugi, maa

ki poori duniya ehdi chamak vekhugi.

Oh meri son chirhiye!

tu udan nu bani aa,

eh gal kade bhul na jaawi,

kinniyaan ne qurbaani deti tere vaaste,

eh gal kade bhul na jaawi.

Oh meri son chirhiye...