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Quaid-e-azam aao zara tum,

Dekho apna pakistan,

Jiski bunyado’n ki khatir,

Lakho ne di apni jaan,

Jiski khatir khet jalay,

Khalian jalay, ghar baar jalay,

Maon k seene chaak huay,

Jab karial bete khaak huay,

Kalion ka saara roop mita,

Phoolon ka sanghasan dol gaya,

Parwaaz parinday bhool gaey,

Ehsaas k jharnay sookh gaey,

Darya ki rawani ruk si gai,

Yoon khoon ki holi kheli gai,

Dushwaar bohot thi raah-e-talab,

Har gaam magar hum saath rahay,

Hum ban k tumhaari shan rahay,

Hatho pe liay quraan rahay,

Jo tumne kaha wo humne kaha,

Le k rahenge pakistan,

Ban k rahega pakistan,

Humne jisko khoon dia tha,

Us dharti k hain haal buray,

Makr o riakaari k jaal bichay hain,

Nafrat ki woh aag lagi hai,

Basti saari narg bani hai,

Chehrey sab gehnaey huay hain,

Pekar sab kajlaey huay hain,

Jitney bhi thay deep bujhay hain,

Raah dikhanay walay taray,

Ek ek kar k toot rahay hain,

Ghar k ghar weeran huay hain,

Lashon k ambaar lagay hain,

Chor luteray qaatil saray,

Sheher k chowkidaar huay hain,

Hirs o hawis k matwalay bhi,

Dharti k haqdaar huay hain,

Koi nahi ye dekhne wala,

Koi nahi ye poochne wala,

Kin hathon mai soonp gaey

Tum jaan se pyara pakistan,

Quaid e azam aao zara tum,

Dekho apna pakistan,

Ye dharti thi insaano ki,

Ye dharti thi armaano ki,

Ye dharti thi kuch khwabo ki,

Is dharti k maidaano mai,

Is dharti ki har waadi mai,

Khushion k rang bikhartay thay,

Ehsaas ki kalian khilti theen,

Har saal hi saawan aata tha,

Gatay thay panchi geet yahan,

Hoti theen baharain mast yahan,

Akaash ki is oonchai se,

Ye dharti galay mil jaati thi,

Har dil ki kali khil jaati thi,

Lekin ek din wo aya,

Sooraj ne moo dhaanp lia,

Phir din ki qismat soo si gai,

Raton ki halawat kho si gai,

Chehre pe naqabain dalay huay,

Kuch log idhar bhi aa niklay,

Phir aag lagatay waadi ko,

Insaan ko jalatay rahon main,

Har ghar mai har ek basti main,

Woh bhook banay aflaas banay,

Woh shola banay wo aag banay,

Insaan thay magar shaitaan banay,

Ye dharti hai majbooron ki,

Ye dharti hai mohtaajon ki,

Aur mehr-be-lab insaano ki,

Ye log abhi tak zinda hain,

Ye zinda kia bas murda hain,

Inhain raahzano ne loota hai,

Inhain qazzaqon ne maara hai,

Aalam ki kaali ratain hain,

Aur ashkon ki barsaatain hain,

In mehlon mai aiwano mai,

Shaffaf chamakti maizon par,

Ek bazm sajai jaati hai,

Ikhlaaq k charchay hotey hain,

Tehzeeb k qissay hotey hain,

In aiwano se door kahin,

Insaan ki azmat bikti hai,

Eemaan ko toola jata hai,

Insaaf ko becha jaata hai,

Sad paarah dil k qashon par,

Insaan ki barhana lashon par,

Yahan bhookay gidh mandlaatay hain,

Is dozakh mai sab jalta hai,

Kia zulm hai inko yaad nahi,

Ajdaad ne jo qurbaani di,

Maon ki kaisey kook jali,

Kyu behnain jaan par khail gayen,

Tareekh key eik eik safhay par,

Wo khoon se likhi tehreerain,

Sab bhool gaey hain ye nadaan,

Quaid e azam aao zara tum,

Dekho apna pakistan