gulshan vatan chhu sonuy.......

(A GARDEN IS OUR LAND)

The bulbul sings to the flowers:

'A garden is our land !'

 

The hyacinth says to the violet,

'Why are you hiding thus ?

Come down from the woods to the garden !'

A garden is our land !

 

Like walls of white marble,

The mountain peaks enclose

A sunny space of emerald green.

A garden is our land !

 

The early spring has come again

And camped on mountain heights,

And tulips blow in Shalamar.

A garden is our land !

 

The sweet gift of spring

To fountains, rivulets, streams

And waterfalls is music.

A garden is our land !

 

Colourful flowers bloom

In gardens and on hill and dale,

In forests, ravines and river banks.

A garden is our land !

 

Blossoms are everywhere

In orchards and on hills,

And drunken sings the bulbul:

A garden is our land !

 

Mahjoor, our motherland

Is the loveliest on earth !

Shall we not love her best ?

A garden is our land !

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