Baghdad Shaer di kia nishani, uncheeya lamiya cheeran Hu
tan man mera purze purze,jion darzi deian liran Hu
Ainhan liran di gall kafni pa ke,ralsan sang Faqiran Hu
Baghdad shaher de tukre mangsan Bahu ! karsan miran Miran Hu!
I have no souvenirs of Baghdad except wounds, long and deep.
My body and soul have been cut to pieces, like the clippings of a tailor.
I’ll wrap a shroud of these clippings around my neck and join a group of beggars.
I’ll beg for Baghdad’s scraps, Bahu, and cry out “Miran! Miran!”
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