میری جنت سی وادی کو اُجاڈ دیا اے ظالم

KASHMIR
THEN
Full of joy, gladness and merriness
Covered with snow mountains
Spring full of flowers, beauty and gorgeousness
Summer brimful with joy of picnic students
Autumn filled with dry leaves of Chinar
Winter crammed with snow all around
People are respectful and caring for every religion
Children full of excitement, enjoying their childhood and all festivals
Whether the beauty of tulip garden or the charms of Dargah Hazratbal
What to say about day at Chashma shahi or the night at Dal Lake
NOW
Land of martyrs
Paradise of bloody blossoms
People fighting and struggling for their rights
Days and nights, everytime CASO
Land of citizens are ceased
Jobs of youths are taken away
Girls are raped all around
No matter whether spring is or autumn is we have to offer funeral everytime
Whether the beauty of flowers or coldness of snow any brother is martyred
No childhood, no celebration and no festival for children
Every mother's eyes are brimmed with tears for loosing their blooming buds
No love among people. No care has remained in hearts
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