شہر کابل خطۂ جنت نظیرآب حیوان از رگ تاکش بگیر

The city of Kabul, its clime resembling paradise.You get the Water of Life from the vein of its grapes

چشم صائب از سوادش سرمہ چینروشن و پایندہ باد آن سر زمین

the eye of poet acquires collyrium from its precincts.May that land be glorious and prosperous

در ظلام شب سمن زارش نگربر بساط سبزہ می غلطد سحر

Observe its jesamine beds in the darkness of night.you would say as if the dawn tolls on the carpet of its grass.

آن دیار خوش سواد، آن پاک بومباد او خوشتر ز باد شام و روم

That city with the lovely climes in that hallowed land,its breeze is far better than that of Syria and Rome.

آب او براق و خاکش تابناکزندہ از موج نسیمش، مردہ خاک

Its water so glittering and earth radiant,the dead earth springs into life with its pleasant draughts.

ناید اندر حرف و صوت اسرار اوآفتابان خفتہ در کہسار او

Its excellence cannot fall into the grasp of words or expressions,suns upon suns lapped in sleep in its mountains;

ساکنانش سیر چشم و خوش گہرمثل تیغ از جوھر خود بی خبر

its inhabitants complacent and genial,unware of their worth like a sword.

قصر سلطانی کہ نامش دلگشاستزائران را گرد راہش کیمیاست

The royal palace named Dilkusha (Heart-Ease).the dust on its way is like alchemy for those who come to it.

شاہ را دیدم در آن کاخ بلندپیش سلطانی فقیری دردمند

I met the king in his Ifty placea poor faqir in the presence of a monarch.

خلق او اقلیم دلہا را گشودرسم و آئین ملوک آنجا نبود

His courteous nature opened wide the partals of hearts,nothing in the way of ways and formalities of kings.

من حضور آن شہ والا گہربینوا مردی بہ دربار عمر

This humble one in the presence of that noble kingwas like an insignificant person in the court of ‘Umar’ the great Caliph.

جانم از سوز کلامش در گدازدست او بوسیدم از راہ نیاز

My heart melted with the warmth of his words,I kissed his hand out of humility.

پادشاہی خوش کلام و سادہ پوشسخت کوش و نرم خوی و گرم جوش

A king pleasant of speech and plainly clad,hard in striving, mild of nature and warm-hearted.

صدق و اخلاص از نگاہش آشکاردین و دولت از وجودش استوار

Sincerity and frankness apparent from his locks.Both Faith and realm firm in his person.

خاکی و از نوریان پاکیزہ تراز مقام فقر و شاہی باخبر

Of earth earthly but purer than angels;Aware of both modesty and kingship.

در نگاہش روزگار شرق و غربحکمت او راز دار شرق و غرب

In his sight the affairs of both East and West;his sagacity knowing their secrets alike.

شہر یاری چون حکیمان نکتہ دانرازدان مد و جزر امتان

A king knowing subtle matters well like a sageknowing the causes of rise and fall of nations.

پردہ ہا از طلعت معنی گشودنکتہ ہای ملک و دین را وانمود

He lifted veils from the (missing)# translation missing

گفت ’’از آن آتش کہ داری در بدنمن ترا دانم عزیز خویشتن

He said with the fire that you have in the body,I hold you as dear as my own son.

ہر کہ او را از محبت رنگ و بوستدر نگاہم ہاشم و محمود اوست‘‘

Anyone who bears scent and hue of loveis like Hashim and Mahmud in my eyes.

در حضور آن مسلمان کریمہدیہ آوردم ز قرآن عظیم

To that repspectable MuslimI presented a gift of the glorious Qur’an

گفتم ’’این سرمایۂ اہل حق استدر ضمیر او حیات مطلق است

I said this is the whole and sole substance for the people of Truth;it contains the very essence of life in all its absoluteness.

اندرو ہر ابتدا را انتہا استحیدر از نیروی او خیبر گشاست‘‘

Therein is the endpoint of all beginnings.By virtue of it, Haider threw open the gate of Khaiber.

نشۂ حرفم بخون او دویددانہ دانہ اشک از چشمش چکید

The intensity of my words ran into his blood.and tears upon tears trickled from his eyes in serried train.

گفت ’’نادر در جہان بیچارہ بوداز غم دین و وطن آوارہ بود

He said, “I, Nadir, was a helpless onebewildered because of the sad plight of the Religion and Nation;

کوہ و دشت از اضطرابم بیخبراز غمان بی حسابم بے خبر

hills and plains were unaware of my perturbation,ignorant of my boundless sorrows.

نالہ با بانگ ہزار آمیختماشک با جوی بہار آمیختم

I raised thousand cries with the note of the nightingalemixing my tears with the stream aflow in spring.

غیر قرآن غمگسار من نبودقوتش ہر باب را بر من گشود‘‘

I had no solace except that of the Qur’an;it powers opened all doors to me.”

گفتگوے خسرو والا نژادباز با من جذبۂ سرشار داد

The words of that king of high lineagecaused again an upsurge in me.

وقت عصر آمد صدای الصلوتآن کہ مؤمن را کند پاک از جہات

The call of noon prayer arose awhilewhich rids a believer of all limits.

انتہای عاشقان سوز و گدازکردم اندر اقتدای او نماز

The climax of ardent love is nothing but intense feeling,so I performed the prayer in his lead.

رازہای آن قیام و آن سجودجز بہ بزم محرمان نتوان گشود

The secret of that standing and prostratingcannot be told except to thode who are close associates.