meri baghon ki koyal bagho ko chod kha chali hai
mera babul roye kabul ko chod kha cahli hai
meri baghon ki koyal bagho ko chod kha chali hai

jisko lado se pala sambhala aapne hatho se usko sajaakar
jisko lado se pala sambhala aapne hatho se usko sajaakar
dil par pather tu rakh de babul aapni chokhat se usko bida kar
khoon se jo bane hai rishto ko chod kha chali hai
mera babul roye kabul ko chod kha cahli hai
meri baghon ki koyal bagho ko chod kha chali hai

gudde gudiyo ka vivha rachega aapne aangan me shor machega
gudde gudiyo ka vivha rachega aapne aangan me shor machega
ab naa aaye gi ghar teri sakhya ab naa hogi teri batiya
sang jinke tu kheli sakhiyo ko chod kha chali hai
mera babul roye kabul ko chod kha cahli hai
meri baghon ki koyal bagho ko chod kha chali hai

laaj peehar ki hatho me tere jaake sasural rishte nibhana
laaj peehar ki hatho me tere jaake sasural rishte nibhana
ye dua hai jigar ke hai tookde zindgi me sada sukh tu pana
meri bagiya ki khushboo baharo ko chod kha chali hai
mera babul roye kabul ko chod kha cahli hai
meri baghon ki koyal bagho ko chod kha chali hai

My tiger-bird, where do you fly, leaving the gardens behind?
My father weeps, abandoning Kabul, where do you now unwind?
My tiger-bird, where do you fly, leaving the gardens behind?

The one you raised with love, with tender hands adorned,
The one you raised with love, with tender hands adorned,
You must steel your heart, Father, to send her forth, to be transformed.
Where do you go, forsaking bonds of blood, so tightly twined?
My father weeps, abandoning Kabul, where do you now unwind?
My tiger-bird, where do you fly, leaving the gardens behind?

Dolls and games will play in your courtyard, laughter will resound,
Dolls and games will play in your courtyard, laughter will resound,
But your friends will not return, nor will your gossips be found.
Where do you fly, abandoning the friends with whom you'd combined?
My father weeps, abandoning Kabul, where do you now unwind?
My tiger-bird, where do you fly, leaving the gardens behind?

The honor of your childhood home, you carry it in your hand,
The honor of your childhood home, you carry it in your hand,
May you find joy in your new home, may you always understand.
My garden's fragrance, where do you go, leaving the springtime behind?
My father weeps, abandoning Kabul, where do you now unwind?
My tiger-bird, where do you fly, leaving the gardens behind?