All citizens of my nation are
Heers and Ranjahs (Heroes) of their country
My country belongs to all of them.
Each village of my country is
Tkhat Hazara (Village of heroes)
And all Heers are singing the songs of
Crescent and star.
A Heer was crying and washing her moon
Like face with tears. The Ranjah said,
“I cannot bear your tears. What do
You want?”
The Heer (Heroine) said, “All Heers have
Given their hearts and souls to
Their Ranjahs (Husbands)” But I
Am shedding the tears of happiness
And pride that they have said farewell to their Ranjahs
Who went to
Defend the honour and liberty of their
Fatherland.
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