In our assembly of death, life is now but a guest Taking our lives in our hands, do we march so… Set we out from our homes, our heads shrouded with cloth, Yea, for in our insides has risen a flame,Īnd the desire for struggle is in our hearts…
No threat can bow heads that have risen so… No sword can sever hands that have the heat of battle within, With blood we shall play Holi, if our nation need us Ready too are we, our bosoms thrust out to him Yea, by our love for nation divine, we go to the streets of the enemyĪrmed does the enemy sit, ready to open fire We have been dragged to service, by the hope of blood, of vengeance When the time comes, we shall show thee, O heavenįor why should we tell thee now, what lurks in our hearts? The desire for struggle is in our hearts… O martyr of country, of nation, I submit myself to theeįor yet even the enemy speaks of thy courage Let us see what strength there is in the arms of our executioner The desire for revolution is in our hearts Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein hai.ĭekhna hai zor kitna baazuay qaatil mein hai. Kya lade toofaanon se jo kashti-e-saahil mein hai Wo jism bhi kya jism hai jismein na ho khoon-e-junoon Hosh dushman ke udaa denge humein roko na aajĭuur reh paaye jo humse dam kahaan manzil mein hai Kya tamannaa-e-shahaadat bhi kisee ke dil mein haiĭil mein tuufaanon ki toli aur nason mein inqilaab Yuun khadaa maqtal mein qaatil kah rahaa hai baar baar Zindagi to apni mehmaan maut ki mehfil mein hai Jaan hatheli par liye lo barh chale hain ye qadam Hum to ghar se nikle hi the baandhkar sar pe kafan Sar jo uth jaate hain voh jhukte nahi lalkaar seĪur bhadkega jo shola-sa humaare dil mein hai Haath jin mein ho junoon katt te nahi talvaar se Khoon se khelenge holi gar vatan muskhil mein hai Hai liye hathiyaar dushman taak mein baitha udharĪur hum taiyyaar hain seena liye apna idhar Khainch kar layee hai sab ko qatl hone ki ummeedĪashiqon ka aaj jumghat koocha-e-qaatil mein hai Hum abhi se kya batayen kya hamare dil mein hai Waqt aanay dey bata denge tujhe aye aasman
Sarfaroshi ki tamanna ab hamaare dil mein haiĭekhna hai zor kitna baazu-e-qaatil mein haiĭekhta hun main jise woh chup teri mehfil mein haiĪye shaheed-e-mulk-o-millat main tere oopar nisaarĪb teri himmat ka charcha ghair ki mehfil mein hai Given below is the poem and its translation: The poem was written as an ode to young freedom fighters of the Indian independence movement.It h as also been associated with the younger generation of inter-war freedom fighters such as Ashfaqullah Khan, Shaheed Bhagat Singh and Chandrashekhar Azad. It was first published in journal “Saba”, published from Delhi Sarfaroshi ki Tamanna is a patriotic poem written in Urdu by Bismil Azimabadil Urdu in 1921, and immoratalised by the great freedom fighter Ramprasad Bismil as a freedom war cry during the British Raj period in India.
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