دگرگوں ہے جہاں ، تاروں کي گردش تيز ہے ساقي
English title: Contrary runs our planet, the stars whirl fast, oh Saki!
Contrary runs our planet, the stars whirl fast, oh Saki! In every atom’s heartbeat a Doomsday blast, oh Saki!
Torn from God’s congregation its dower of faith and reason, and godlessness in fatal allurement dressed, oh Saki!
For our inveterate sickness, our wavering heart, the cure; that same joy-dropping nectar as in the past, oh Saki.
Within Islam’s cold temple no fire of longing stirs; for still your face is hidden, veiled and un-guessed, oh Saki.
Unchanged is Persia’s garden: soil, stream, Tabriz, unchanged; and yet with no new Rumi is her land graced, oh Saki.
But of his barren acres Iqbal will not despair: a little rain and harvests shall wave at last, oh Saki!
On me, a beggar, secrets of empire are bestowed; my songs are worth the treasures Parvez amassed, oh Saki.
Sources and translator credits
- Original text transcription: Bal-e-Jibril — دگرگوں ہے جہاں ، تاروں کي گردش تيز ہے ساقي — Digital transcription file at commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the source dataset does not identify the underlying print edition.Verified against this pinned digital transcription file; not checked against a print edition.Source
- Iqbal Demystified source list: Bal-e-Jibril — Pinned digital dataset commit 39d44fc0c2b8ca25769c4b36e6eac4d90cb42b35; the underlying print edition is not identified by the dataset.Community dataset list; not reconciled against a print edition.Source
- Bal-e-Jibril English translation at allama-iqbal.com — — Public digital poem page, retrieved 2026-10-06; pinned to allama-iqbal.com commit 82547635bb6b758c45082084b2f152fc453a8056.Translation by V.G. Kiernan; English Translation by: V.G. KiernanSource