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Ho Mere Laal Kahan

Added 2026-06-25

ho mere laal kahan

Where are you, my dear child?

haye jangal ka woh sannata woh purhaul fiza

aur aise may kisi dukh bharay dil ki woh sada

jaisay bichri hui aulaad ko dhoonday koyi maa

Oh, that silence in the wilderness, that terrifying atmosphere!

And in such a moment, the sound of a grief-stricken heart…

Like a mother searching for her lost child.

tum gaye jab se ajab haal hai beta mera

koyi soorat se nahi qalb sambhalta mera

godh ujrhi hai nazar aata hai jhoola veeran

Since you left, my son, my state is strange indeed.

My heart cannot be consoled in any way.

My lap feels empty, and the cradle appears deserted.

khud ba khud haath uthay jaatay hain lenay ko tumhay

kabsay bay chayn hoon mai loriyaa dene ko tumhay

ho gayi raat bas abb godh may aao meri jaan

My hands keep rising on their own to embrace you.

I've been restless for so long, wanting to sing lullabies to you.

Night has fallen, my dear; just come into my lap now!

kiski aaghosh hai iss ban may basayi beta

neend kis tarha mujhay chorh ke aayi beta

maa ko bhi paas bulalo waheen sotay ho jahan

Whose embrace have you found in this wilderness, my son?

How did sleep come, my son, leaving me behind?

Call your mother to your side, wherever you are sleeping.

zakhm gardan ka khuda jaanay dhulaya ke nahi

jism se khoo bahara kurta woh utaara ke nahi

kya lahoo zakm se nawak ke abhi tak hai rawaan

God knows if the wound on your neck has been cleaned or not.

That blood-soaked shirt, has it been taken off your body or not?

Is the blood from that arrow's wound still flowing?

kya batayein jo sitam humnay uthaaye beta

khaimay sab aakay la’eeno ne jalaaye beta

dekho jhoolay se tumharay abhi uth ta hao dhuaan

How can I describe the cruelties we have endured, my son?

The cursed ones came and burned all the tents, my son.

Look, smoke is still rising from your cradle!