"Ek Darya rat ki aghosh mein jalne laga
Teergi yad ki kafoor hui jati hai
Nakhuda jod ke sar baithne wale hain idhar
Aur udhar sans ukhadne lagi toofanon ki
Mauj kashti ke tale choor hui jati hai

[One river was aflame in the lap of the night
The intensity of remembrance evaporates
This side, the so-called leaders are going to put their heads together
And that side the whirlwinds are gasping for breath
The wave is getting crushed under the boat]"