One Day I Will Go To The City Of My Dreams, A Urdu Ghazal By Idris Babar In English Translation Poem by Ravi Kopra
One Day I Will Go To The City Of My Dreams, A Urdu Ghazal By Idris Babar In English Translation
One day I will go to the city of my dreams
and become dust in the dust of the city streets
Day dreamers for life
live such a life
When did I leave the home?
Well, what home am I heading to now?
The first thing of death, my dear sir
is the death of feelings
Without being too close or too aloof
if you want to go, you must go
In the sad and noisy streets
your heart will travel silently
ek din ḳhvāb-nagar jaanā hai
aur yūñhī ḳhāk-basar jaanā hai
umr bhar kī ye jo hai be-ḳhvābī
ye usī ḳhvāb kā harjānā hai
ghar se kis vaqt chale the ham log
ḳhair ab kaun sā ghar jaanā hai
maut kī pahlī alāmat sāhib
yahī ehsās kā mar jaanā hai
kisī taqrīb-e-judā.ī ke baġhair
Thiik hai jaao agar jaanā hai
shor kī dhuul meñ gum galiyoñ se
dil ko chup-chāp guzar jaanā hai
-Idris Babar
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