Hain bajaa shaiva-e-taslim main mush-hoor hain hum
Kissa-e-dard sunatey hain ke mujboor hain hum
Saaz-e-khamosh hai, furyaad se mehmoor hain hum
Naala aata hay agar lub pe, to mahzoor hain hum
Aey Khudaa! shikwa-e-arbab-e-vafa bhi sun lai
Khogar-e-hamd se thora sa ghilla bhi sun lai
True, we forever, famous for our habit to submit;
Yet we tell our tale of grief, as by our grief,
We are muted lyre; yet a lament inhabits it -
If a sigh escapes our lips, no more can sorrow be contained.
God, give ear to the complaint of us, Thy servants tried and true;
Thou art used to songs of praise; now hear a note of protest too.