chun pir shudam gunah gardid jawan
chuuñ piir shudam gunāh gardīd javāñ
ba-shagufta gul-e-dāġh ba-hañgām-e-kHizāñ
iiñ lāla-ruḳhāñ tifl-e-mizājam kardand
gah muttaqīyam gaah sarāpā 'isyāñ
I grew old, but my sinning became young.
And the buds of shame opened in autumn.
These tulip-faced ones have made me behave like a child ;
I’m pious sometime and other times drenched in sins.
chun pir shudam gunah gardid jawan
ba-shagufta gul-e-dagh ba-hangam-e-kHizan
in lala-ruKHan tifl-e-mizajam kardand
gah muttaqiyam gah sarapa 'isyan
I grew old, but my sinning became young.
And the buds of shame opened in autumn.
These tulip-faced ones have made me behave like a child ;
I’m pious sometime and other times drenched in sins.
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