I have my steps on your ground br Make me laugh with you br I had many of your tears wiped br I have embraced this strange feeling br I have the tips of my fingers br On your walls that are damp now br I breathe from your windows br You do not ask for blood always br You do not rise to the dragging chains br You do not dance to the hoofs of horses br You grow many trees and flowers br You are very strange to me br I hold to your roots to grow life br Make me belong to you br You are no other beloved br O my dear homeland br br Islamabad br July29,2010br br Sadiqullah Khanbr br