You are celebrating the day of human rights
But I still remember the curfewed nights

You are organizing the fruitless seminars
Our future is rotten behind the bars

You are calling the bandhs and hunger strikes
Protests are awesome, there are horses, goats and dogs

You are making fun of our lives
See my torn clothes how I strives

You are making the roads and call it development
Give us our martyrs and one peaceful moment

I forget my happiness by this nostalgia
How can I forget Nelofar and Asiya

I still remember the wailing mothers
How call I forget our beloved martyrs

Come on my people let’s live life again
I hope my Kashmir will rise again!

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