Singer : Jagjit Singh

Poet : Shiv Kumar Batalvi


Mother oh Mother I have befriended a hawk

With a plume on her head and PAYAL on her feet
she came pecking for grains
Firstly her beauty radiant as sunlight
Secondly smelling as if immersed in perfume
Thirdly her Skin color that of rose Child of any fair mother

I prepared one bed of love and laid it in moonlight
Sheet of my body got dirty when her feet touched it
I lost my sight in sorrows a flood of tears engulfed my eyes
Whole night passed thinking why I earned this pain
Early morning, with Scrub paste I scrubbed and bathed
Dust exuded from body and my hands got ragged

She never ate food of Love so I served flesh of my heart
She took a great flight And never returned back to country
Oh my Mother I have befriended a hawk