Mai ne main kinon aakhaan,
Dard vichore da hall ni
(O mother O mother, who do I tell,
this pain of separation)
Dhuan dhukhay mairay murshid wala,
Jaan phoulaan taan laal ni
(My Maste’rs fire smoulders,
If I poke, its red hot)
Soolan mar dewani keeti,
Birhoun peya saday khayali
(Driven mad with spikes,
Pain of separation fills my thoughts)
Dukhan di roti, Soolaan da saalan,
Aahen da baalan baal
(Bread of sadness, sauce of spikes,
Make a fire of laments)
Jungle bailay phiraan
Dhoudaindi ajay na paayo lal
(Wandered jungles and deserts,
But not found the ruby)
Ranjhan Ranjhan phiraan dhoudaindi,
Ranjhan mairay nal
(wander looking for Ranjhan Ranjhan,
But Ranjhan is with me)
Kahay Hussain faqeer nimanaa,
Shoh milay taan theevan nihaal
(Says Hussain the poor faqeer,
Meeting God would be ecstasy)
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