---
'id': '011_049'
'audioUrl': ''
'heading':
- 'lang': 'ur'
  'text': "\uFEFFسحر با ناقہ گفتم نرم تر رو"
- 'lang': 'en'
  'text': 'III-I'
'description': []
'sher':
- 'id': '011_049_001'
  'meta': !!bool 'false'
  'sherContent':
  - 'lang': 'ur'
    'text': 'سحر با ناقہ گفتم نرم تر رو | کہ راکب خستہ و بیمار و پیر است'
  - 'lang': 'en'
    'text': 'That dawn I asked naqah not to run quick, | Its rider is feeble, too old and sick.'
- 'id': '011_049_002'
  'meta': !!bool 'false'
  'sherContent':
  - 'lang': 'ur'
    'text': 'قدم مستانہ زد چندان کہ گوئی | بپایش ریگ این صحرا حریر است'
  - 'lang': 'en'
    'text': 'In a dancing prance move but she runs more , | That sand to her feet is a silky floor.'
    'notes':
    - 'phrase': 'more'
      'meaning': '(Literal) In a gaily way trot but she would say,'
      'occurrence': !!int '1'
    - 'phrase': 'floor.'
      'meaning': 'To her desert sand is a silky way. This is why she likes to run fast. That soil of Yasrib and Mecca is also dear to her!'
      'occurrence': !!int '1'