man ze-sauda-e-mohabbat walih-o-diwana am
man ze-saudā-e-mohabbat vālih-o-dīvāna am
āshiq-e-shorīda-sar mahv-e-ruḳh-e-jānāna am
I am a lover and a insane, and I am lost in the love of my beloved's radiant and beautiful face.
mastī-e-man az nigāh-e-chashm-e-mast-e-sāqī ast
banda-e-pīr-e-muġhāñ ḳhāk-e-dar-e-mai-ḳhāna am
I am intoxicated and exhilarated by the mesmerizing gaze of the cupbearer, and that mystic master is the dust of my tavern, the servant of the beloved wine-pourer.
man ba-qurbānat shavam ai sāqī-e-bāda farosh
az sharāb-e-be-ḳhudī labrez kun paimāna am
Oh, seller of wine, I am ready to sacrifice myself for you. Fill my cup with the intoxicating wine that you provide.
ābid-e-jānāna am ma.abūd-e-man husn-e-vai ast
sākin-e-manzil varā-e- ka.aba-o-butḳhana am
Oh worshipper of the divine, my God is the epitome of beauty and grace. My sanctuary, Kaaba, and Jerusalem are His abode and dwelling.
kār-e-ḳhud kun zāhidā vaz kufr-o-īmānam ma-purs
mashrabam ishqast-o-rindī āshiq-e-dīvāna am
Oh ascetic, you do your own work. Don't question my disbelief and faith, for my drinking of love and indulgence in wine is my madness.
aañ tajallīhā-e-husn-e-dil-brāñ mānind-e-tūr
bā-hazārāñ barq-o-sho.ala soḳhta kāshāna am
The radiance of this beloved's beauty is like the manifestation of a mountain (just as the manifestation of Mount Tur shattered it into pieces). Similarly, thousands of lightning bolts and flames have reduced my home to ashes.
dar ḳharābāt-e-muġhāñ bā-shāhidāñ vaqtam ḳhushast
tā ba-rindī 'ahmadā' mash.hūr shud afsāna am
In the tavern of the wine-seller, I spend my time happily and contentedly with witnesses. As long as the tale of Ahmad's ecstasy and intoxication remains famous, I am the story.
man ze-sauda-e-mohabbat walih-o-diwana am
aashiq-e-shorida-sar mahw-e-ruKH-e-jaanana am
I am a lover and a insane, and I am lost in the love of my beloved's radiant and beautiful face.
masti-e-man az nigah-e-chashm-e-mast-e-saqi ast
banda-e-pir-e-mughan KHak-e-dar-e-mai-KHana am
I am intoxicated and exhilarated by the mesmerizing gaze of the cupbearer, and that mystic master is the dust of my tavern, the servant of the beloved wine-pourer.
man ba-qurbanat shawam ai saqi-e-baada farosh
az sharab-e-be-KHudi labrez kun paimana am
Oh, seller of wine, I am ready to sacrifice myself for you. Fill my cup with the intoxicating wine that you provide.
aabid-e-jaanana am mabud-e-man husn-e-wai ast
sakin-e-manzil wara-e- kaba-o-butKHana am
Oh worshipper of the divine, my God is the epitome of beauty and grace. My sanctuary, Kaaba, and Jerusalem are His abode and dwelling.
kar-e-KHud kun zahida waz kufr-o-imanam ma-purs
mashrabam ishqast-o-rindi aashiq-e-diwana am
Oh ascetic, you do your own work. Don't question my disbelief and faith, for my drinking of love and indulgence in wine is my madness.
aan tajalliha-e-husn-e-dil-bran manind-e-tur
ba-hazaran barq-o-shoala soKHta kashana am
The radiance of this beloved's beauty is like the manifestation of a mountain (just as the manifestation of Mount Tur shattered it into pieces). Similarly, thousands of lightning bolts and flames have reduced my home to ashes.
dar KHarabaat-e-mughan ba-shahidan waqtam KHushast
ta ba-rindi 'ahmada' mashhur shud afsana am
In the tavern of the wine-seller, I spend my time happily and contentedly with witnesses. As long as the tale of Ahmad's ecstasy and intoxication remains famous, I am the story.
- Book : NaGmaat-e-Simaa (Pg. 214)
- Publication : Nurulhasan Maudoodi Sabri (1935)
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