[saadat]

O’ you my darling from back home pind
khadee si qasm, sara tun love and apni jind

oh my countrymen poor souls ki jano tussi
have no idea kinj twadey tuon qismat russi

nai terey kan de crawled kadee vi joun
running in life like paainja and his roun

now sitting in far off lands bhul gaye sabb
your sochan are split your auladan may rub

na majj na chapper na baghla na daddoo
tell me fer, without all this, what they’ll do

na madani na chabee na he gongloo
oh my lawrence and also koi ni khooo

look closely aithey kinnyean warean thing
how the toobe well tuk tuk and bird he sing

she is majh... in vilage of punjab de thee
and you are saying that you didant see

maybe phuoreee and this the also black
be careful with her sing; when she attack

this da madanee and lacha kuree wear
khussa te chooree also maindee so dear

saje and khabe moving adh rirka she make
a product of chatee better than milkshake

where the swad of lassi and amb da achar
hakim ji di purree when sir peer ya bukhar

gone is gudee jairee katti hoyee patang
goreean gallan te golden waal tery sang

sure machar and makhee and kaada is more
mashter ji di phaintee also phuphi di takore

may go to Paris or NY ya fer London ya more
jgrji remember wada sher is always be Lhoare

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saadat tahir
24th Aug, 2k13
Islamabad.