By blood, we are immersed in love of you.

The youth lose their heads for your sake.

I come to you and my heart finds rest.

Away from you, grief clings to my heart like a snake.

I forget the throne of Delhi

When I remember the mountain tops of my Pushtun land.

If I must choose between the world and you,

I shall not hesitate to claim your barren deserts as my own.

(Ahmad Shah Abdali)

Da Afghan puh nang mi utarlah turah,

Nang yali da Zamane Khushhal Khatak yam.

My sword I girt upon my thigh

To guard our nation’s ancient fame;

Its champion in this age am I,

The Khatak Khan, Khushhal my name!

(Khushhal Khan Khatak)

Live not with thy head showing in the clouds,

Thou art by birth the offspring of this earth.

The stream that passed the sluice cannot again flow back,

Nor can again return the misspent time that sped.

Consider well the deeds of the good and bad,

Whether in this thy profit lieth or in that.

(Rahman Baba)