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<p>ای زمـــــــا وطنه د لعلونو خــــزانې زما<br />ستا هره دره کې دي د تورو نښانې زما</p> <p>ستا سر چې وي ټيټ نو به زه شان او شوکت څه کړمه<br />ته چې خوارو ځار يې زه به مال او دولت څه کړمه<br />ته چې وران ويجاړ يې زه به خوب او راحت څه کړمه<br />مسته به دې خاوره کړم په مينه مستانې زما<br />ای زما وطنه</p> <p>عقل مې ايرې شه ستا لپاره د فکرونو نه<br />سترګي مې قربان شه ستا لپاره د سوچونو نه<br />ځار شمه قربان شم ستا د خاورو د کورونو نه<br />ستا زړه کې پرتې دي ټولې تلې زمانې زما<br />ای زما وطنه</p> <p>يا به دې زه سيال کړمه وطنه د جهان<br />يا به ستا په پښو کې تورې خاورې کړمه ځان<br />ځان به دړې وړې کړم خو تا به کړم ودان<br />نر يمه، پښتون يم تاته يادې افسانې زما<br />ای زما وطنه</p>
Lyric (In English)
<p>Land beloved above all others, Treasure trove of priceless gems <br />Every valley, gorge of yours, Witness to my feat of arms <br />Land beloved above all others, Treasure trove of priceless gems <br />Every valley, gorge of yours, Witness to my feat of arms <br /><br />Glory to your modest dwellings, Made of native clay, adobe <br />I shall reason turn to cinders, Seeking answers to your pains <br />Glory to your mountains high! To your rivers and your rills! <br />All your valleys, gorges steep, Bear the scars of unsheathed swords, <br />Land beloved above all others, Treasure trove of priceless gems <br />Every valley, gorge of yours, Witness to my feat of arms </p> <p>O' my Land, O' my Land I've been fashioned from your clay, <br />You have by my love been shaped; All your soil has watered been, <br />By the blood of my forebears - Father and grandfather, both. <br />In your bosom, resting, lie, All my bygone ages great. <br />Land beloved above all others, Treasure trove of priceless gems <br />Every valley, gorge of yours, Witness to my feat of arms </p> <p>O' my Land, O' my Land When you have no honour, pride, Of what value then to me Are my standing and my state? <br />When you're weak and trampled on, Of what value then to me, Is my comfort and my ease? <br />When your head is bowed and shamed, Of what value then to me, Is my might and majesty? <br />Rapturous I shall make your mud, With my own ecstatic blood; </p> <p>Land beloved above all others, Treasure trove of priceless gems <br />Every valley, gorge of yours, Witness to my feat of arms <br />O' my Land, O' my Land <br />Either equal of the world, I shall make you, motherland! <br />Or in trying so to do, At your feet, the dust become! <br />I can face death, destruction in the process But I shall make you prosperous, strong! <br />I am proud, a brave Pukhtoon, You remember well my feats! <br />Land beloved above all others, Treasure trove of priceless gems <br />Every valley, gorge of yours, Witness to my feat of arms <br />O' my Land, O' my Land</p>