ai KHush aan roze ki man andar madina ja kunam
ai KHush aan roze ki man andar madina ja kunam
Amir Hasan Ala Sijzi
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ai ḳhush aañ roze ki man andar madīna jā kunam
dar harīm-e-rauza-e-shāh-e-rusul maavā kunam
sāyam andar bārgāhash rū-e-gard-ālūd-e-ḳhud
vaz ġhubār-e-āstānash chashm-e-dil biinā kunam
pā-e-kūbāñ sīna-e-sozāñ dīda-giryāñ dam-ba-dam
dar tajalla-e-jamālash jān-o-dil shaidā kunam
gar ze-sahrā-e-madīna bū-e-āñ sayyad vazad
gard-e-āñ-sahrā darūn-e-dīda-o-dil jā kunam
hājat-e-miskīñ hasan iiñ ast yārab mustajāb
tā ki jān-o-dil fidā-e-ḳhāk-e-āñ maavā kunam
That day will be blessed when I may go to Madinah,
And take refuge within the sacred precincts of the Prophet’s shrine.
There, in his presence, I may lay my dust-laden face,
And with the dust of his threshold, open the eyes of my heart.
Dancing, with a burning chest and tearful eyes,
I may, at every moment, devote my soul and heart to the radiance of his beauty.
If the fragrance of the Master of the Universe ﷺ wafts from the deserts of Madinah,
Then may I sacrifice my eyes and heart upon the very dust of that desert.
This is the humble plea of poor Hasan; O Lord, accept it,
So that I may devote my soul and heart entirely to the dust of this sacred threshold.
ai KHush aan roze ki man andar madina ja kunam
dar harim-e-rauza-e-shah-e-rusul mawa kunam
sayam andar bargahash ru-e-gard-alud-e-KHud
waz ghubar-e-astanash chashm-e-dil bina kunam
pa-e-kuban sina-e-sozan dida-giryan dam-ba-dam
dar tajalla-e-jamalash jaan-o-dil shaida kunam
gar ze-sahra-e-madina bu-e-an sayyad wazad
gard-e-an-sahra darun-e-dida-o-dil ja kunam
hajat-e-miskin hasan in ast yarab mustajab
ta ki jaan-o-dil fida-e-KHak-e-an mawa kunam
That day will be blessed when I may go to Madinah,
And take refuge within the sacred precincts of the Prophet’s shrine.
There, in his presence, I may lay my dust-laden face,
And with the dust of his threshold, open the eyes of my heart.
Dancing, with a burning chest and tearful eyes,
I may, at every moment, devote my soul and heart to the radiance of his beauty.
If the fragrance of the Master of the Universe ﷺ wafts from the deserts of Madinah,
Then may I sacrifice my eyes and heart upon the very dust of that desert.
This is the humble plea of poor Hasan; O Lord, accept it,
So that I may devote my soul and heart entirely to the dust of this sacred threshold.
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