TARANA-E-MILLI (ANTHEM OF THE COMMUNITY)
Chin-O-Arab hamaraa Hindostaan hamaara
Muslim hain hum; watan hai, saara Jahaan hamaara
Tauheed ki amaanat seenon mein hai hamaare
Aasaan naheen mitaana naam-o-nishaan hamaara
Duniya ke butkadon mein pehla who ghar Khuda kaa
Hum uske Paasbaan hain wo Paasbaan hamaara
Taeghon key saaye mein hum, pal kar jawaan hue hain
Khanjar Hilaal kaa hai qaumi nishaan hamaara
Maghrib ki waadiyon mein goonzi Azaan hamaari
Thamata na thaa kisi se sail-e-rawaan hamaara
Baatil se dabne waale aye aasmaan nahin hum
Sau baar kar chuka hai tu imtihaan hamaara
Aye Gulsitaan-e-Andalus! wo din hain yaad tujhko
Thaa teri Daaliyon par jab aashiyaan hamaara
Aye Mauj-e-Dajlah! Tu bhi pehchaanti hai hum ko
Ab tak hai tera dariya afsaana-khwaan hamaara
Aye Arz-e-Paak! Teri hurmat pey kat mare hum
Hai khoon teri ragon mein ab tak rawaan hamaara
Saalaar-e-Kaarwaan hai Meer-e-Hijaz apnaa
Is naam se hai baaki aaraam-e-jaan hamaara
Iqbal kaa taraana baang-e-daraa hai goyaa
Hotaa hai jaada paimaa phir kaarwaan hamaara
Central Asia (including China) is ours, Arabia is ours, India is ours
We are Muslims and the whole world is ours
The treasure of Tauheed (Unity) is in our hearts,
It is not easy to wipe out our name and mark.
The first house we liberated from idols is the Kabah;
We are its custodians, and it is our protector
We have grown up in the shadows of swords,
Our mascot is the crescent shaped dagger
Our Azaan (prayer calls) have reverberated in the valleys of the west,
The force of our flow could not be stopped by anyone
O Skies! we will not be subdued by falsehood,
You have tried (our steadfasteness) a hundred times!
O Gardens of Andalusia(Spain)! Do you remember those days?
When our abode was the nest on your branches?
O, the waves of Tigris (River in Iraq)! Surely, you must be recognising us,
Your river tells our tales even to this day
O Pure soil of Makkah! We have bled and died for your honor,
Our blood flows in your veins until now
The leader of our caravan, is the Prince of Hijaz (Prophet (s))
It is his name that keeps our heart in comfort and peace.
Iqbal’s song is a clarion call
For the caravan to rise and continue the journey once more.
- Arz-e-Paak-Holy Land
- Salaar-e-Kaarwan-Leader of the Caravan
- Baang-e-Daraa-Clarion Call
- Allama Iqbal