Paara Paara Hua Pairaahan E Jaan 

Phir Mujhe Chhod Gaye Chaaraagaraan 

Koyi Aahat, Na Ishaara, Na Saraab 
Kaisa Viraan Hai Ye Dasht E Imkaan 
Vaqt Ke Sog Mein Lamhon Ka Juluus 
Jaise Ik Qaafilaa E Nauhaagaraan 
Chaar Suu Kaaq Udaati Hai Hawa 
Astaraan, Kaabaataraan, Teg E Ravaan 
Kaise Ghabaraaye Huye Phirate Hain 
Tere Mohataaz Tere Dil Gazadaan.

The dress of life has become threadbare (worn out)

My counsellors/ doctors have again left me.

Neither a sound, nor any signs nor any oasis,

how deserted is this desert of possibility!

The procession of moments in sorrow of time,

like a caravan of mourners/ elegy singers

In four directions the wind blows dust