Let there be colors in the flowers,
and the breeze of new spring would come.
Come, so that the daily business of garden can go on..

The cage is sad, O friends, say something to the breeze,
For God’s sake, somewhere there should be a discussion about the beloved today..

What has happened to me, has happened, but on the night of separation,
my tears made your future better..

(Poet : Faiz Ahmed Faiz)