The spring breeze is flowing again start singing, O Iqbal

The spring breeze is flowing again start  singing, O Iqbal 
If you are a bud be the flower, if a flower the garden become 

You are a handful of dust , with the warmth of the components 
Wander around, scatter about and wilderness in extent become

You belong to the essence of Love, you are invaluable 
The purchasers are indigent, low priced in this country become

Why should your tunes be veiled  in the guitar's frets?
You are an ornamented song, evident to every ear become

O wise traveler! If in your path you encounter
The garden become dew, if wilderness the storm become

Indulgence is concealed in the love of opulence
If you aim at the destination, destroyer of opulence become