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These vagabond useless dogs of the streets
Who are gifted with the taste of begging
The curse of the era is their wealth
The rebukes of the entire world are their earnings
No comfort at night, no rest at dawn
Their houses are in dregs and asylum in drains
If they rebel, just make one fight another
Just show them a piece of bread
They who get kicked by everyone
They who die from the boredom of starvation
If these oppressed creatures raise their heads
Then people would forget all rebellion
If they want, they can make the world theirs
They can chew on the bones of their masters
Someone make them aware of their situation of contempt
Someone shake their sleeping tails
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Burning desire
Everything expires
Ye aakhari saans bhi (یہ آخری سانس بھی) (even this last breath)
Khatam ho jaye ga (ختم ہو جائے گا) (will come to an end)